Eating is hard sometimes.
On the subway.
Bad smells are the main problem here. Also, dirty hands. And everyone staring at you. BUT DAMMIT IF THEY THINK YOU ARE GOING TO WAIT, they are wrong.
In a meeting.
No one ever wants to be in a meeting. Ever. And the worst part is when you realize that food can’t even help.
At a passed-apps party.
“Would you like a slider?” = “Do you hate the person you’re talking to enough to shove an oversized piece of maybe-delicious, maybe-disgusting food in your mouth, making it impossible for you to continue the conversation?”
On a couch.
The coffee table conundrum: Did you just cook yourself a decent meal for the first time in a while and PUT IT ON AN ACTUAL PLATE? Congratulations. But SHIT, the couch is the only reasonable place to watch all the tv shows, which means you’re now leaning over the coffee table — using a paper towel as a napkin — wondering when it’s ok to just put the plate on your lap.