The Things I Hear

When people around me talk to other people, i sometimes listen. Some people call it eavesdropping, i say it's just a part of the many soundwaves that naturally find its way into my eardrums. It's not like i, on purpose, move nearer to the person to hear better. I was just there. So if they didn't want their conversations to be heard, they should shut the fuck up or talk insanely soft.

But that's not the story i want to tell.

I was on the train home from work and heard a conversation two young women were having with each other:

Girl 1: Do you know what foie gras is?
Girl 2: What's that?
Girl 1: Oh, it's duck's liver.
Girl 2: Liver? Ewww.
Girl 1: Yeah. They stick a tube into the ducks and force-feed them until the expand.

At that moment, i thought, "Wow, it's amazing that this girl is helping to create awareness of the ugly process that goes into making foie gras." Until suddenly...

Girl 1: So the other day, my mother and i had it.
Girl 2: *smiles*
Girl 1: It's very expensive. It's sooo nice!

WHAT THE FUCK? Based on the earlier part of her conversation, i didn't see that coming at all. So much for thinking that she was anti-foie-gras-cruelty.