The boyfriend thinks that the first step to a succesful diet is going to McDonald's for a last time. I think not so much.
Then again he (and therefore me as well) has been living on fruit and salad for the last three days. But I swear I have never seen anyone buying fruit like that.
On averagy, how long does it take a normal person to buy, say... three apples. You would think something around a good minute. Yet he manages to contemplate before the fruit stand until my feet hurt.
Half an eternity for choosing apples? Again, I think not so much.
But then again, who am I to judge? I need half an eternity to eat a yoghurt. Still, the brown chocolate balls have to be gone before the white ones. I'm really glad my cousin Vera agrees on that.
