The fact that 5 kids knew well enough about the OP’s vegan status to use them as an example meant that the person probably never shut up about it.
They were literal children, and it wasn’t their choice. I’m pretty sure the “I’m better than you because I don’t eat meat” shit doesn’t start until at least junior high.
Drag’s conscience used to say that, back when drag ate dragons. It said the people who didn’t eat meat were better than drag. Drag didn’t like drag’s conscience saying that, so drag decided not to eat dragons. Dragons are intelligent creatures and loyal companions. Dragons are friends, not food.
Or they saw him eating differently at lunch, and asked their parents why.
Heheh, this shitpost triggers me.
My mom was forcing us a macrobiotic diet back in the day. We were strictly vegan, although fish is allowed in that diet, some vegetables like patatoes and tomatoes are not. Hardcore vegans…
My school lunch was mostly sushi with a filling of fermented prune called umeboshi, or tempeh and seaweeds, pumpkin or rice balls and sesame seeds. We were underfed, yellow flaky skin because of the overdose of carotene and you see everyone around you in school eating candy, fries, meat and what not while also taking the piss at you for being different and stinking of that diet.
At dinner I use to bury my Iziki seaweed in the plant pot because I just couldn’t swallow that shit without gagging. If I did not behave mom would go…”you’re behaviour is to yang, next two weeks on a yin diet”. Disgusting.
By the age of 12, me and my sister got into stealing money from our parents real quick to buy normal or fast food, annoying the guy at the snackbar on wheels for free fries, shoplifting and shit. Yeah, good times.
I’m curious why fish was allowed and why tomatoes weren’t, do you know what their reasoning was?
Beats me, maybe a land animal was more scentient than anything out of the sea. There are vegetarians having no problem eating fish.
Oh, and this is not a rant against vegans, everyone is welcome at my house, if you are good anybody. I even have pots and pans that never touched meat. I will serve you any grilled vegetables, beans, salads and vinaigrettes, pesto’s and bread, or baked patatoes and what not. I used to cook vegan for the homeless here in Amsterdam when I was mostly homeless and squatting myself in what we call squatting cafe’s.
I have no words, I’m sure you’ve heard it all. Thanks for sharing this story and sorry for your childhood. Hope you’re healing.
Yes I agree.
Not only the diet, but the whole cult around it. Faith healers, homeopathy, people chewing on brown riceballs for an hour counting how many chews they had so they can show off how far they are on their macrobiotic spiritual journey. “You gotta chew your seaweed at least a 100 times”. These mf’s should not be around kids or have any (yes I would not exist). I am not on speaking terms and won’t open the door for my parents, get fucked.
Everything in the genetic family of nightshade. Solanaceae.
“Fruits including tomatoes, tomatillos, eggplant/aubergine, bell peppers and chili peppers, all of which are closely related members of the Solanaceae.”
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Solanaceae
All the delicious plant based stuff snuffed out in a macrobiotic diet.
The nightshade family is in like half of what humans even eat that’s ridiculous
A 12 year old drew a recognizable picture of another 12 year old? Doubt it.
You just pick something obvious and over elaborate on it. Big glasses, bright blue hat, etc also kids are mean, so pick a flaw, same idea.
Neurotypical here, i just find it funny without context. Its just a joke if its not malicious. The thing is, theres a line between funny nicknames and namecalling but sadly school kids often overstep it. Thats why school should teach them that its not okay. For example with my past waterpolo team it was a kind of “friendship language”. My nickname was bird or angrybird but we had all kinds of things like: microwave, hamburger, etc(all in hungarian tho because im from hungary) .
I wish we used Magyar nicknames in our American locker room. I was big delicious but I don’t know what that’d be in Hungarian.
