Me: "Rhonda, if you had a big machine in the kitchen that provided unlimited Culver's frozen custard, do you think you would get fat?"
Rhonda: [Long pause]
Me: "Are you gonna answer me? 'Cause I know you, and sometimes you refuse to answer my hypothetical questions."
Rhonda: "I'm thinking." [Long pause.]
Rhonda: "Would it be free?"
Me: [wild laughter]
And this, my friend, is the quintessential difference between Rhonda and me. I would never even ask that question as I would be too busy drooling about the imminent possibility of a lifetime supply of creamy, rich deliciousness.
And here is how the conversation concluded.
Me: "I think I would eat so much of it for a long time and then eventually get kinda sick of eating it. But then I would get into it again. I think I would get really, really fat."
Rhonda: "Hmmm. Well, I kinda think I would like knowing that I could have it at any time, and I wouldn't need to eat that much of it. A few spoons-full after dinner every day. Mmmmmm!"
Me: [Shooting Rhonda a contemptuous look that cannot be defined in works]
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I heart Culver's, especially their Midwest aesthetic. If only I ate meat--I'd gobble up a butter burger for sure!
I think I would get fat before I got sick of it. I guess personality or mindset (or whatever it is that makes Rhonda eat in moderation and others not so much) is big in the fat vs. fit struggle. I wonder if it's the same thing that makes some people more prone to addiction.
Of course, I can't think about that now--I'm too busy thinking about frozen custard.
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