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a cringe side story from a few weeks ago.
In feb, 2 close friends were crashing at our shared house for a weekend getaway. My roomate, an amazing cook, spent the entire morning making us his special waffles. He placed the waffles in a plate in front of me.
It was the morning. I was scrolling. I hadn't had my coffee. God, the excuses only make it worse.
But I ate the served waffles. I ate. I ate. I ate. And in my absent mindedness, I thanked my roommate for the amazing meal and went my merry way. Minutes later, it hits me. I went back to the living room. The guests had woken up. They'd heard about the special waffles. The amazing waffles that I knew all to well. But there were none. They found an empty plate, my gluttonous ass and a distinct lack of waffles.
The horror. Find every idiom on embarassment and those would still not be enough. I was red in the face. I was aghast. I could not meet my friends in their eyes. I was ready to cry. The last one wasn't a metaphor. Hell, I mean them all literally.
My bros were forgiving. After some initial confusion, justified leg-pulling, a heart-felt apology and genuine forgiveness, they moved on. But, it has kept me awake ever since. I'm supposed to be socially well adjusted. I'm supposed to be an adult. I don't have any real skeletons in my closet, but I have done worse things than eat an extra waffle. Yet, it's funny how this social faux-pas weighs on me more than any failure, outrage or altercation that I can remember.
I was in Carragher's shoes and I hope the poor lad can find sleep soon enough. Cringe is a powerful insomniac. (Lost some context here. Carragher is a football player turned tv personality. Yesterday, he had a similar faux-pas among his friends/colleagues and you could see the visible discomfort on the poor man's face)
P.S: I have since prepared a 5 course meal for the friend who cooked the waffles, now it weighs lighter on my conscience.
I’ve accidentally eaten people’s leftovers more times than I can count and the shame never ceases.
It's a sign of my maturity as an individual and proof of moral progress that I no longer steal my younger brother's leftover KFC or other takeaway from the fridge.
Frankly the other doctors have such appalling lunches that I wouldn't eat them even if I could get away with it. I've already complained about the hospital yoghurt enough, so the patients are safe.
Out of morbid curiosity, what do you consider an appalling lunch?
It depends on the breed of maggot in question. You don't want the ones from botflies, far too much umami. Common houseflies are best, especially with a sprinkle of paprikaThey're having rice with lentils, miscellaneous vegetables and fish. I only like my rice fried or as biryani. I'm allergic to leafy greens, and I'm too old for my mother to forcefeed me fish.
I would not eat that if I was starving (I have, for reasons I'm not inclined to get into at 1 am, actually starved, as in I legitimately could not get food for days). But it's a bog standard meal. Why do you think I bother to work, if it's not for money to order in pizza, biryani, waffles and the like? When it comes to dietary advice, do as I don't.
Your position on rice means you're missing out on the greatness that is jambalaya, but I respect that you know who you are and what you're about.
EDIT: I just remembered you're in the UK, so you probably can't get decent jambalaya anywhere anyway.
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You public menace.
Edit: never actually tried posting an image attachment here before, seems a bit clunky.
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