Since, i think birth, i’ve been unlikely to do something someone commanded me to do.
Recently a weird confluence of events lead me to want to pull a – “forget it, i’m taking my ball (or frying pan) and going home” moment.
A girls weekend was set up – started by a friend of a friend – so obviously there isn’t much say on my part. I almost took the whole project over when the ball was dropped, but then it was picked up again, so i stashed my ideas for a later moment. (and don’t worry, I’ll do it better next time…)
The weekend was finally set up – i received a notice indicating what i needed to supply. What i was to do and bring. Indicating that the host had a specific “dietary need” as well as a vegetarian and i was to bring a dish for dinner on Saturday that met these qualifications. And i was to also do a chore before i left. (really – how old am i, would i not leave someones home cleaner than when i arrived if i was a guest…) Hmmm…
Obviously this set my hair on fire.
I love to cook! Love to provide nourishment to others – so to be limited and forced to supply something specific grrrr…
Had the request comes as that – a request to help respect others desire to remain meat free and to keep healthy I totally would have respected it. As the hubby would say – being a vegitarian is a life choice not a dietary need – especially when one eats seafood… Sigh. (i have a number of vegetarian friends that don’t put their life style out there like a badge of honor, simply lead a life style that suits them…)
I was also annoyed when I realized this command to follow this person’s dietary needs did not take into account any one elses. Perhaps she could have asked if i had any issues or the friend i was bringing had any issues. (my friend also happens to be vegetarian – thankfully…)
I love eating vegetarian meals (tofu, temphe, veggies, etc), so i don’t have an issue with it, but I do have an issue with being TOLD what to do… (last time I was tasked with an appetizer with these same “restrictions” it took me hours to find a recipe – although i limited myself with an eggplant and no desire to head to the store… alas it was painful and annoying…)
I guess my main issue is – just ask… a simple request for help… but ask…
(I’m positive at this point my mother and sister are absolutely rolling on the floor)