Lolly and the girls were at the park, having a picnic. They were sitting in the grass on a blanket, eating pizza. Each of the girls had a piece of pizza on their plate and they were cheerfully eating. The park was crowded.
Suddenly, an older, thin gentleman came up to them. He was well dressed and appeared to be enjoying the sunny day.
Old man: Yes, can I have a piece of pizza?
Old man: One piece. I’ll take one piece please.
*Lolly hands him a slice, confused*
The gentleman takes the slice of pizza, lifts it towards his mouth, but then stops. A realization hits him as he looks at the three baffled children staring at him while he eats their pizza.
Old man: Oh, wait… is this pizza for your girls?
Lolly: Um, well.. yes.
Old man: Oh, no no. You take it back.
*Old man tries to hand the pizza back to Lolly*
Lolly: That’s okay, sir. Just go ahead and eat it.
Old man: No, no, no. I insist. Take it. Give it to your girls.
Lolly: Well… honestly, sir, we’re not going to eat it now that you’ve touched it. So you might as well eat it. Seriously, please just take it.
*Old man sets the pizza down next to Lolly and walks away*
The girls were totally confused by this exchange. And so was Lolly. So was the lady sitting near them, nursing her baby, who uttered “that was so weird!”
The old man walked to another family sitting in the distance and asked the mom of that family for a piece of cantaloupe. Being eaten by her. From a Tupperware.
Honest question: does your reading of this story change at all when I mention that this man was Asian? Lolly and I are having a debate about this. One of us thinks it’s an irrelevant detail. The other thinks it’s a crucial detail.
What do you think?