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I’m Waiting for the Teeth I was having my dinner at McDonald’s one evening when an old couple slowly walked in. They ordered their meal, took a table near the window and started taking food out of the plate. There was one hamburger, one order of French fries and one drink. The man divided the food into two halves and carefully placed one before his wife. He took a sip of the drink. His wife also took one and then set the cup down between them. “That poor old couple! All they can afford is one meal for the two of them,” thought I. As the man began to eat his French fries, I rose to my feet, went over and said that I was willing to buy another meal for them. But he kindly refused me and said that they made it a habit to share everything. Surprisingly, the lady didn’t take a bite. She sat there watching her husband eat, and taking turns sipping the drink. Again I asked to buy them something but was refused. When the man finished eating and was wiping his face with a napkin. I could no longer stand it. I made an offer to them a third time. After being politely refused, I asked the lady curiously, “Madam, why aren’t you eating? You said that you share everything. What is it that you are waiting for?” “The teeth,” she answered. |
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