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I learned ages ago that the small things in life bother me a whole hell of a lot more than the large things. I don't know why, but that's the way it is. This little personality quirk hit home in a grand fashion today, and it was all thanks to:
Your average loaf of bread is probably gonna have this general shape. Three relatively straight sides corresponding to the bottom and sides of a loaf pan, with a rounded top where the dough rises up out of the pan. I repeat, there is a definite top and a definite bottom.
You may never have thought of it before, but I'm 100% certain that you (the reader) eat a sandwich made from generic loaf bread starting from the top. It's the most visually appealing part of the bread slice, so of course you would.
So when I saw a coworker eat a sandwich starting with the fucking side, I flipped my lid. Who in the flying fuck starts eating any sort of food in the middle? Would you start eating a carrot by taking a big bite of the center? Of course not.
Long story short, I ended up giving the kitchen a lesson in the dos and don'ts of sandwich etiquette.
I think I may be insane.
Your average loaf of bread is probably gonna have this general shape. Three relatively straight sides corresponding to the bottom and sides of a loaf pan, with a rounded top where the dough rises up out of the pan. I repeat, there is a definite top and a definite bottom.
You may never have thought of it before, but I'm 100% certain that you (the reader) eat a sandwich made from generic loaf bread starting from the top. It's the most visually appealing part of the bread slice, so of course you would.
So when I saw a coworker eat a sandwich starting with the fucking side, I flipped my lid. Who in the flying fuck starts eating any sort of food in the middle? Would you start eating a carrot by taking a big bite of the center? Of course not.
Long story short, I ended up giving the kitchen a lesson in the dos and don'ts of sandwich etiquette.
I think I may be insane.