There’s probably more than one thing – so, My use of ‘singular’ is a little misleading, maybe – but this number changes over Time, kinda like the tides change at the shore of the ocean. It’s… Nature. “Human Nature.” That’s My guess, anyways.
So, there’s one thing that’s been on the tippy top of My List for awhile now: I Hate Wasting Food. Specifically. Not the more general phrase – “looking at You, TECH!” – of “I hate food being wasted” because that’s just TECH manifesting a Rabbit Hole – it’s a waste of My (limited) Time to worry about the air-quotes ‘total global percentage of food waste’ because Why? Because I Don’t Care – I can’t do anything about Anybody Else’s behavior or choices, and if I go all Hamster-Wheel on it, Imma waste all My time/energy for other more important sh#t.
I Can’t Save the World: I’m Not God.
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But – and this is a big butt – I can take care of Who I really only care about, which is “Me. Myself. I.” Again, TECH tries to proclaim, “I can only count on Myself!” Which, true… but only to a point. It Depends… on what My goal is at the time. So this Rule of “caring only about Myself” can change – there are Exceptions to literally every Rule, after all – depending on the circumstances. Depending on the IRL situation. Depending on… the Context.
Here’s an example pulled from My IRL-Life this past week.
My G/F Agnes recently manifested a Life-long dream: To buy a house. Agnes has verbalized this dream, on & off, for literal years & years. So when this cheese finally dropped [N: after hitting that f#cking lever over & over for infinity] Agnes’ train finally reached the end of that tunnel & now, in Current Day? Proud Homeowner!! Yayy, A. “So, so happy for You!! You deserve it! You ROCK!”
But this Story? It’s not about Agnes. It’s about Sonny.
Upon hiking it over to see Agnes’ new abode – it felt like seeing a newly-born Baby, tbh [N: PASSION was super thrilled at the “See New House” adventure, all the more so because of the ‘Connecting with My Herd’ detail], Agnes treated Us (Her & Me) to Korean BBQ. [N: PASSION Loves KBBQ – I’m guessing due in part to the excessive watching of SK drama shows… but also the food is super tasty, and fun to prepare: “cooking on a hot plate in the middle of the actual table]
I knew right away that Sonny is My Soulmate.
How did I know? By His behavior and his speech. [N: *Spoiler Alert!* that’s how I know stuff about Every Human Being on this planet loll] Sonny smiled, playfully bantered with Us, laughed at My jokes, frequently returned to Our table to “check on Us” – all the way from ‘first drink order’ to “do You want matcha ice cream or strawberry cheesecake ice cream for dessert?” – so Me? A million dopamine jolts during that entire meal.
So, we get to the End. [N: the end of consuming all the meat & pork belly & baby squid & stuff] There was still several pieces of cooked meat on the grill that neither Agnes or Myself could consume. [N: sure, I’m a Poor Person & always on the look-out for food… but I still have My Physical Body limits]
I know the air-quotes ‘Rules’ of Korean BBQ. They are the same rules as for AYCE Sushi joints. Officially: “No Taking A Doggie Bag.”
And yet – TECH knowing full-well what ‘the rules’ are – PASSION still asked the question:
“I don’t suppose I can take these leftovers with Me?” *smiles sweetly… or, conspiratorially* [N: It Depends loll]
Sonny returned My smile, and looked directly into My eyes. [N: a tell! I’m Connecting with PASSION!!] “Officially – emphasis on this spoken word – ‘No…’… BUT…”
And the rest of this discussion is off the record. I will reveal, however, as I was agonizing to Agnes how “I would Die” for a piece of foil… all-of-a-sudden Outta Nowhere? A small square of foil magically appeared at the very end of the table We were still seated at.
[N: PASSION – “It’s a KOREAN BBQ MIRACLE!?!]
Tons of dopamine jolts. Seriously.
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Conner’s Comments: And DR? I know full well that a lot of Folks would consider tipping to be the air-quotes ‘appropriate’ method of expressing One’s Gratitude for a well-prepped/delivered meal. We (Me & Everybody Else) can Agree to Disagree. First off, I wasn’t paying the bill here. So (technically) this avenue of “showing My appreciation” was closed off to Me, personally. Tipping? That’s all fine & good – but it’s TECH’s way, not PASSION’s way. And in My Kitchen? PASSION gets the biggest piece of the pie.