Last night I went into town to shop at a bigger supermarket. I thought I would have a beer and a cocktail first. When I looked at the menu I saw that they also served tortilla chips, so I ordered them. I have been trying to lose weight, so I felt guilty for getting them, but then I was drinking booze as well. The waitress looked startled when she put the huge basket in front of me, because she probably thought that the chips were for a ground of friends, rather than greedy old me.