Made an error at the butcher today, wife is pissed.

Doing my usual shop, butcher tells me the Wagyu beef is usually 800 euros per kilo, only 220 this week. I tell him it’s too expensive for me, I’ll pass.

Start having him load my bags with pork chops, steaks, salami with hazel nuts, bacon, etc. Start thinking, what if I get just half a pound for $55 as a treat. Okay, fuck it, I’ll do it, half.

Ask him for 500 grams in bad Portuguese. He cuts a slice, weighs it, it’s 400-odd grams. He asks, good? I said maybe one more slice. He cuts another thinner one, weighs it, packs everything up, gives me the bill which is like double the usual.

I check the receipt: 800 grams, 178 euros for the wagyu!

I was thinking half a *pound*, but I said *500 grams*, which is half a *kilo* then had him add a second slice.

Wife, who is super frugal, was pissed, but I’m searing that shit up tonight.