Soulless

A few nights ago, this guy named Ian was talking about a friend of his with me.

"She's a vegetarian," he said, laughing at this absurdity, "We tease her about it so much. Vegetarians have no souls."

Saddended by this bit of news, I replied "Oh. I am one of them."

Ian looked taken aback.

"A vegetarian?"
"Yeah."
"Like...you don't eat meat?"
"Right."
"On purpose?"
"Actually it's this very frustrating condition where meat won't stay on my fork. I've tried everything. Superglue, putting my face on the plate, nothing helps."

Ian looked at me for a minute.
"Okay," he said.
We changed the subject.