I’m pitting my vegetarian friend. There’s nothing wrong with being a vegetarian, but there certainly is something wrong with my (ex?) friend.
A little background info. I’ve known this friend for about five years now, and we’ve been through a lot of shit together. She’s always been the righteous kind of person. She’ll form her opinion on one thing and won’t rest until others admit that she’s “right”. She’s a follower, but she likes to believe that she’s independant and values herself as an individual. So, about two years ago, when being a vegetarian was all the hype, she decided to be a vegetarian. Some people do it to improve their health, she did it “for the animals.”
According to her, she couldn’t go through living life eating the poor animals. She just couldn’t let herself be the reason that the poor little cows and chickens die for her appetite. That was fine by me. At first, that is. About two months after she went into her vegetarian mood, I tried to evade having meals with her. She would order her rabit food, and I’d order my nice, juicy, delicious steak, but I couldn’t get through it without her shooting dirty glares at me and informing me that an animal sacrificed itself so I could eat it.
Another time, I was having chicken, and I came across a part that was a little bit overdone and I mumbled something about “Geez, this part is a little tough to cut.” and she shot me another dirty look and said “EW! Gross. Thanks for sharing.” Her tone was somewhat of a “You’re acting like you’re five years old and showing me the food you’re chewing”.
As I said, I avoid trying to have food with her around, but sometimes, it’s just unavoidable. Today, a group of us went to a restaurant to have lunch. It certainly wasn’t a fancy place, and it was after we sat down that we realized that the only vegetarian choice for our dear (:rolleyes: ) friend were a salad and the soup.
But apparently, it was okay. She ordered the fish. FISH?! The last time I remember, fish had a brain and was fully aware of the concept of pain! After the past two years of her looking down on me because I ate the cute little cows, I just couldn’t pass up this opportunity to call her on it. I asked her why she was having fish when fish were animals and could feel pain. Wan’t the whole point of her being vegetarian to avoid causing the animals pain? She answered that fish were ugly and didn’t count.
Great rebuttal eh? The rest of us just gave her a :dubious: and shrugged and ate our own stuff (she was still giving us dirty looks for eating meat). The whole conversation about her eating fish led to a discussion on her eating eggs and dairy products. She countered it with the fact that she was vegetarian and not vegan.
Honestly, it just didn’t make sense to me. She changed her diet two years ago for the sake of not hurting the animals, but she’s willing to eat the gametes of chicken and juice sucked out of cows’ udders (with dreadful machinery, at that) and even fish.
I wouldn’t be so annoyed at her about all this if she wasn’t such a hypocrite. She looks down on the rest of us because we’re eating meat, but she turns around and eats fish, and tries to tell me that it’s not the same?!?
Fuck her and her carrot munching self.