[Random thoughts on my bathroom scale]
Since I’ve developed a “belly”, I have trouble seeing the dial on the scale. Wife bought me a talking scale. I got on and it said, “One at a time, please”.
She caught me sucking in my stomach as I stood on the scale and simply mentioned, “That’s not going to help.” Actually, it does. It’s the only way I can see the dial.
Stepped on a scale at my sister’s house, and a bit embarrassed when it read, “Error”.
Had a broken scale, but someone stole it. At least I know they’re not going to get a weigh with it.
I’m no longer going to use the bathroom scale. I’ve seen the error of my weighs.
I put my scale in the corner and won’t let it out until that little liar apolgizes.
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Dr Bob Griffin
"Jesus Knows Me, This I Love!"