from Notes from the Trenches...
Last night the kids went out to dinner at the China Buffet. At the restaurant there was a chart describing the Chinese zodiac, complete with descriptions of what it meant to be born under each sign.
My nine year old son is explaining it all to me.
“It was weird, Mom. My sign described me perfectly.”
“Really? What did it say?”
“It said people who are born under that sign are athletic, nice, and, um, I can’t really remember all of the words. But basically perfect… like me.”
“What about a crushing lack of self esteem? Was that one of them?”
“I don’t think so. And blonde. I am pretty sure it said blonde too.”
I am sure that would come as a surprise to a few billion Chinese.
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