I can’t take credit for the remainder of my post. One of my squadmates, Marisa, wrote a humorous account of our excursion to the grocery store yesterday after spending all day at the dump.
Context: Marisa and Mark have been assigned the task of making dinner for our teammates on Wednesday. We went to the indoor supermarket center so that we could plan out our meal a day early. Along with us are Lindsay, Abby, Tomina and Emily who also had cooking assignments this week. Here is our conversation:
Mark: (Looking at a 12 ounce bag of cashews) “Hey look, cashews. How much are they?….320 Pisos.” (~$7.00 US Dollars) “Dang, that is our entire food budget for one meal for all 14 of us!”
Walking down the canned vegetable aisle…
Mark: “I’m bloated. I need some vegetables.”
Marisa: “Me too, my stomach was killing me yesterday.”
Mark: “We can afford either beans or peas, which one do you want?”
Marisa: “I don’t know, which one will make us poop better?
Mark: “I don’t know, peas are cheaper. Man it sucks being poor.”
Marisa: “Let’s do peas.”
Walking in the meat section…
Marisa: “Mark, you stink.”
Mark: “I don’t think it’s me, I think it’s you.”
Marisa sniffing her armpits….
Marisa: “Hmmm….yeah, it’s me, but I think it is you too, or maybe it’s that pig head over there.”
The whole team meets up in the frozen food section…
Mark: (patting his stomach like he is pregnant.) “I think I am getting a Filipino belly from all the carbs we have been eating.”
Abby: (not paying attention to what Mark said) “We all stink.”
Marisa: “I think it’s Mark.”
Mark: “That’s the second time you’ve accused me of stinking, I think it is all of us. We smell like the dump.”
Welcome to our new lives!
