Debauchery and Shenanigans

So the train from Wallingford didn’t work out since someone decided that they had to end their life by jumping in front of the train in Hartford. So I hitched a ride to New Haven and changed my train. Now I’m en route to Philly. And as I’m tumbling this, the train has left the station!

Always starts with a late train. Really Amtrak? I’m a huge supporter of train traveling but an hour and sixteen minutes late makes me question that. Plus, the train station in Wallingford is a platform station. No warm place to stay inside. Cause it’s 45 degrees and pouring.

Snobbery and elitism in any form will send me through the roof. I cannot stand those who think that they are better than anyone else when we all put our pants on one leg at a time.

This bitch: http://fedupwithschoollunch.blogspot.com/ and her merry band of suburban sycophants have sent me over the moon with this latest post: http://fedupwithschoollunch.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-136-pizza-and-janitor.html

The back story is, it’s some teacher with a dream in her heart and a spork in her hand who is eating lunch just like the kids do every day in 2010. Which is cool if she’d shut the fuck up about going gluten free and how awesome she is for going gluten free and how everyone should go gluten free, organic, free range, no preservatives, no salts, no sugars etc. Which is cool but really? Eat the damn lunch and stick to what the blog should be about.

And then we have the commenters. Your typical suburban moms with an SUV, probably work part time, drive their kids every where and make sure that Dakota and Morgan eat artisnal foods, all organic. The comments become a circle jerk of who does what best and whose kids are so organic, they practically harvest their own food.

Ridiculous.

Anyway.

Her current post set me off because apparently Condescending Gluten Free Lunch Whore (CGFLW) posted about her janitor friend who mentioned he was eating better and they had this conversation and they held hands and birds and rainbows chirped. She ruined it with and I quote:  “Whoa. I happen to work at a school with a “foodie” for a janitor. Go figure! Is this kind of stuff going mainstream?”

Whoa bitch. It’s 2010. Welcome to the party. This “stuff” is going mainstream with those grocery stores that aren’t Whole Paycheck or Trader Schmoes actually have ORGANIC lines. Stop & Shop’s Nature’s Promise is the one I swear by but because I don’t grow my own food and I really don’t care what the fuck is in my free range, antibiotic chicken, I couldn’t possibly understand what eating well means.

I hate food snobbery. Hate it. Eating healthy should be accessible to everyone and anyone, not just a select few. This post has certainly ended my readership and I took it off my google feed. Apparently, unless you’re in an upper class tax bracket and have a degree one cannot possibly eat well or understand it’s importance.

I really hope she eats wheat accidentally and gets diarrhea and cramping for a solid 3 days.

Also, if you disagree with her and call her out she closes comments. So much for raising awareness. It’s more like feeding one’s monster sized ego. How she still is a teacher is beyond me but I’m sure she’s a great case as to why tenure teaching needs to end.

2 Snickers fun sized bars from Halloween

1 snack  bag of baked Ruffles…Cheddar and Sour Cream

A small container of cold pasta salad

No wonder I can’t lose weight that quickly…

But.

I haven’t eaten since 1 p.m when I had lunch, I worked overtime tonight, it took me a hour to get home and I’m tired.

Until you work a professional job in a cube or on an environment that’s Monday through Friday, 8 hours a day, you do not have the right to bitch me out for not answering a text. I also cannot pick up my iPhone and start talking in my cube when I’m in the middle of 7 different things and my phone is ringing.

5. Productivity. After 4 p.m, I don’t answer the phone and can get so much done without being interrupted by the phone.

4. Traffic. Leaving at 4 p.m? NIGHTMARE. Leaving at 6:30 p.m? Made it home in 35 minutes.

3. Office Environment. It’s quieter as 90% of the office is gone by 4:15, the noise level drops and people aren’t talking wicked loud or stopping by your desk.

2. I get to work more from home and less at the office.

1. THE MONEY!!!! 1.5 x my base salary divided by 52 weeks divided by how many hours I work that week TOTAL=OT pay per hour after 37.5.

So. I’m on Tumblr. For when my obnoxiousness is more that 140 characters for Twitter or WAY too out there for Facebook. :-)