Originally Posted by
jrolland1975
Ok, I don't know if this belongs here or what, but since I am really pissed and I want to let it go, here is what happened to me on a FRA-SFO last week, seating upstairs in C class
Dinner was the standard united short ribs. I have. The woman next to me starts looking funny so I ask her what is wrong.
And then she starts asking me if I realize how much suffering I am causing eating meat and how much water was needed to produce that piece of meat and that meat is unhealthy all the condescending stuff.
Ok, first things first. WHAT A B*TCH! Who invited her to JUDGE you? Did you ask her about her leather shoes? Her leather belts? Leather purse? Leather wallet? Leather gloves?
You could have asked her if she realized how much suffering she is causing by pedantically judging others without first seeing if her interference is even welcomed? Then tell her no one invited her to spew her intolerance at you.
Then say, that you ADORE veal piccata. ^ Ok, well I do.
Originally Posted by CBear
I would have taken a big bite, lean over to her and go....mmm...mmm..mmmm!
Definitely. And do it often.