Behold: I’m the archvegan!
I want that on a t-shirt! And I’m definitely going to steal it for my slack tagline.
I don’t volunteer either piece of information, but sooner or later someone is going to overhear me ordering vegan food or see me opening my lunch and the dreaded conversation will have to happen. I wish people would just let me make my own food choices in private without making a big thing about it.
Yeah, the stereotype drives me nuts. Like, yes, food is a big part of day-to-day life and sometimes I need to explain when asked why I’m not eating if there’s nothing for me at, say, a company event. I try to avoid it as much as possible and just say I’m not hungry.
But they feel attacked. They want to continue living in blissful ignorance of how animals are treated or how bad it is for the environment. Same as windows users who don’t want to be reminded what corporate cucks they are. Some even go so far as to become utter bootlickers (see also Elon Musk fanboys)
Nothing, someone will make this joke before they ever get a chance.
About your Crossfit addiction. The trifecta.
