My trip to Michigan was tiring as hell, but you already knew that. Even though I was tired there was something that put a smile on my face. One of the employees at the factory, who is in charge of a lot of the hospitality of incoming groups saw me and immediately said, “Did you lose weight?” Like a real man that never steps on a scale, I have no idea. I said, “No, I think it’s all still there.” She still had a look of disbelief as if I had dropped twenty pounds.
I know no one in my office notices. Maybe they’re not noticing it, because we see me regularly. They can’t see the slow metamorphosis I am undergoing. I will eventually be a modern day Greek god, you know one of those statues with big muscles and equally big undercarriages.