Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Food

As I am sure you already know, I like food. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to take one look at my curves and figure out that I would much rather be enjoying a big ol' steak and slice of cheesecake than picking at some salad. Next to sex, my favorite pastime is preparing and enjoying a good meal. Hell, when it comes right down to it, there are only a handful of people that I would not be willing to kill for a box of la Maison du Chocolat truffles.

So, with that background out of the way, I shall proceed with pissing and moaning about my latest irritant – one that has actually bothered me quite regularly for years but seems to be getting worse and really got on my nerves this afternoon.

Today I had the opportunity to listen to a Lakota storyteller talk about Native American spirituality and traditions. He is a well respected elder and I had been looking forward to it for weeks. Instead of getting to just relax and enjoy his presentation I instead had to spend the entire time struggling to hear him over all the potato chip bags, candy wrappers, baggies of carrots, sacks of fast food and apples crunching.

Since when can we not sit still for an hour and a half without eating something?!?

It wasn't just a few people either. In an auditorium of ~175 people, I didn't see one single person other than me who did not have some sort of food going on. I inhaled my lunch before heading over to attend the event. Never occurred to me to show up with a meal and disrupt everyone during a lecture.

Rude fuckers!

No wonder so many people I work with are morons. They can't stop stuffing their faces long enough to learn something new.


On the other hand, I am happy to report that I picked up a fantastic piece of autographed art from the presenter. Unfortunately all the detail and color do not show up in the photo but it is marvelous in person.




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