I Ate His Diner Into Bankruptcy

During our lunch break, my male coworker and I decided to grab lunch at a local pasta diner.

Since I'm secretly a food streamer on the side, I made sure to tell the owner specifically, "Same portion size for both bowls, please."

Yet when the food arrived, my bowl was literally half the size of my male coworker's!

I picked up the bowl, walked up to the counter, and asked, "Excuse me, what is this supposed to mean?"

The owner rolled his eyes and barked loudly, "Why does a girl need so much food anyway? What are you, a pig?"