Man, Those Are Some Big Bananas

Just at a banana.  Father always packs two things for me to take to work with me.  I keep telling him I don't need anything, but because he insists, I eat only one and take the other thing home with me, possibly to eat as a late-night snack.

I think I've told my thinking about this before, but usually, I take home the banana.  The other thing is some pastry Mother made that should be microwaved.  If I took it home, it'd go up to room temperature, and unlike a banana, I don't think it's supposed to be stored like that, so I usually eat that.  Anyway, I have noticed that, more often than not, the bananas Father gets are huge -- like, well, girthy huge.  The one I just ate was obscenely big.  I don't think Father means anything homoerotic about it (well, beyond the inescapable fact that the banana is shaped like a phallus), he wants the biggest pieces of food he can buy, and bananas are a prime example of this want of his.

I don't need to eat big bananas.  Heck, I usually don't eat any bananas when they're not in town because they'll go bad before I get around to eating them all.  But since Father is in town, I have to eat these huge frickin' bananas he'll buy, I guess ...