I eat my lunch early everyday at 11:30. The staff lunchroom, or any meal table with non-vegans, can be one of the least enjoyable places to be. Even before I was vegan, I was never a fan of the staff lunchroom nor have I ever understood the obsession people seem to have with what they and others are eating. Although it pains me to say this about my own gender, women can be the worst for this:
“Oooh, what do you have there? That looks healthy,” as if I need their approval before I can begin eating.
“Oooh, fries – are you treating yourself today?” Oh my god, fuck off.
As a vegan, it only gets worse:
“Is that tofu? It looks like chicken.” Yes. Yes, it does. But it’s not and that’s the point.
“So you don’t eat animals. But you eat fish, right?” Um…. Continue reading