Friday, January 28, 2011

No ¿Comprende?

Here is something that never ceases to boggle my mind grapes- people who don't give a shit about food. Especially since as far as Things I Think About Most go, food is for sure in the top three. I care so much about what I eat, always! Sometimes I fall asleep at night thinking about what I'm going to eat for dinner the next night so I can plan my breakfast strategy accordingly. Or I will be at my desk, look at the clock and have a slight panic attack if it's 12:30 and I haven't put real thought into my lunch decision. And as Shanon can attest, shit gets serious if I haven't eaten in over five hours or so.

My buddy Jon, who I spent about 72 hours straight with last weekend, is one of these people whose indifference to food I just can't comprehend. I've found it to be a blessing and a curse:

Blessing. I always get to  pick! Me: I want to walk for twenty minutes in six degree weather to get an awesome sandwich. Him: No problem! Me (following day): Let's get another sandwich! And a box of Kraft mac 'n cheese with a cookie for dinner! Him: Thanks for cooking, baby!
That's what I'm talkin' about.

Curse. Sometimes I need a sounding board to bounce ideas off of. What if I think I want tacos and then someone else says they want Thai food and so I see the error of my ways? Eating food I'm not in the mood for is almost as bad as a dude who's a snooze in the doing it department. Oh, and Jon really wasn't siked about the twenty minute sammie expedition. Shrug.

No comments:

Post a Comment