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Sun, Aug 24 01:57 AM

The Big Mac Fiasco.

 

I am a vegetarian. I am trying to be more conscious about what I consume in all areas, not only food, but trying to choose sustainable products,making more environmental choices.

Take away food is one area I have been addressing; I am not against the businesses, more, I want to be more choosy with the businesses I deal with, the nutritional value they offer.

 

Enter McDonalds, one of the great giants in diets.

We went through a drive through this afternoon... I thought at the time, maybe we should keep driving and I can fix myself something to eat when I get home. I was thinking this but it didn't stop me...

At the intercom I ordered a BigMac without the meat and my partner ordered his food, with large fries to share. 

We drove away happily gobbling up the fries on the way home. Once home we turned the heater on, made a coffee and sat down to our burgers.

My burger had the meat in it! I couldn't take the meat out and eat it, meat juice everywhere! (it makes me a little physically sick even the thought of eating meat now) 

 

I got grumpy, from happy Hannah face to a stormy countenance.

But. All of a sudden I could feel my look change to one of concentration, like I was making a decision, I frowned at that burger, chucked it back in the bag. Got up and went to the kitchen and made myself a vege burger. 

It took no more than 10 minutes. It was far superior in content and taste and not only was my hunger satiated but the control I had over my mood was extremely satisfying.

 

It was odd looking at it so objectively.

I initially thought 'stupid McDonald's girl' in that split second of grumpy, but this quickly changed to 'we all make mistakes.'

 

It's not so bad you see. I wasn't going to starve. It wasn't life or death.

 

Normally I would have been angry (no a lot, but enough), I would have phoned the McDonald's concerned so that I could get some sort of compensation. I would have been nice but it would have been a lot of energy for something that ultimately was nothing. 

 

I learnt a little lesson too, from someone else's mistake! McDonald's is no place for a vegetarian trying to eat a burger that traditionally has meat in it. The burgers, themselves, really are not the right food for me to eat. And next time I think to myself that it would be better for me to drive on by that drive through, I will. 

 

And the day moved on.

I remain forever yours,

Happy Hannah. 

 

 

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pehi pehi:

The Rubbish Truck Driver

Hey babe, I think this is related, forgive me if it ain't! :-)  I was driving home in the rain when I came up to a rubbish truck driver, in New Zealand, they drive around with their hazard lights on, so I wasn't sure whether he was going to pull out, so I went to go past and he just started turning out and there were cars coming towards me on the other side!  I made a split second decision to keep driving and hope the rubbish truck driver would stop...! 

 

Well he did, but also hung out his window shaking his fist and obviously swearing (yep, just like in a cartoon!)

 

Adrenaline pumping, I kept driving, deciding not to stop at the shop like I was going to.  I just wanted to go home.  The equal impulse was to turn around and go and tell that driver how he was being unreasonable treating me like that as there was no way I could really tell whether he was pulling out or not as his hazard lights on did not allow him to indicate and ACTUALLY he was in the wrong!!!  And then I thought it would probably not work out so well and probably I'd end up with more abuse for myself (and incidentally not improving HIS day!)  THEN I thought, but he shouldn't be allowed to treat people that way and maybe I should ring the Council and lay a complaint.  And then I got to thinking about how much time that would take, and how often I had rung the council and been placed on hold, and......

 

And then I started laughing!  Just like COACH suggested funnily enough...!  I decided in that moment to leave the dump truck driver with his foul mood and not take it on for myself.  I remembered to be grateful that there had not been a serious accident and I visualised the truck driver smiling and blessed his day!

 

And then I got on with my great day!

 

Blessings sister!  Thanks for sharing! xx