typical cowoker moments*
At our weekly meeting, the staff was actually appalled at the fact that there was brie on their sandwiches during a conference. "Is that the nasty green stuff?" one person asked. Another yelled “Eww, hippy cheese!” Another person said, "That stuff is just nasty. Why would they put it on a sandwich?" Then someone affected a British accent and went on a tangent about how brie is only for rich people.
I had a flashback of last Christmas when I was treated like a freak by my own family because I was eating Havarti on multi-seed Trader Joe's crackers. My white trash older brother calls Macadamia nuts "hippy food," and rejects them instead for a handful of Tootsie Rolls. He made fun of my other brother for being a "Book Reader" while he drank Natural Light from a can.
I don't understand why people make fun of food they've never even tried. I’m beginning to think this is a little more than ironic. I move 3,000 miles away to escape this healthy-hating junk food bully mentality and I end up smack dab in the middle of it, for 40 hours a week. Is this some sort of universal white trash defense mechanism? Maybe I should start pushing back. Next week at staff meeting, I'll shout, "Read a book, lazy people! Try something new, you townies! Stop feeding your kids poisonous Lunchables!"
*This typical coworker moment brought to you by the hot dog stand inside of Costco and the Starbucks inside of Wal*Mart.
I had a flashback of last Christmas when I was treated like a freak by my own family because I was eating Havarti on multi-seed Trader Joe's crackers. My white trash older brother calls Macadamia nuts "hippy food," and rejects them instead for a handful of Tootsie Rolls. He made fun of my other brother for being a "Book Reader" while he drank Natural Light from a can.
I don't understand why people make fun of food they've never even tried. I’m beginning to think this is a little more than ironic. I move 3,000 miles away to escape this healthy-hating junk food bully mentality and I end up smack dab in the middle of it, for 40 hours a week. Is this some sort of universal white trash defense mechanism? Maybe I should start pushing back. Next week at staff meeting, I'll shout, "Read a book, lazy people! Try something new, you townies! Stop feeding your kids poisonous Lunchables!"
*This typical coworker moment brought to you by the hot dog stand inside of Costco and the Starbucks inside of Wal*Mart.

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