Happy December!
Dec. 1st, 2017 06:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
marcicatI'll be back to the regularly scheduled fic rec Fridays next week, but I've been saving this story while nanowrimo finished up, and I don't want to forget it.
So. Millennials and avocado toast, right? Right. Anyway, so I was at the grocery store last weekend, and avocados were on sale, so there I am with my half-size cart and my reusable shopping bags and a winter hat on because my hair is doing I-don't-know-what these days. And a woman of an older generation walks over, clearly headed for the avocados, so I move ever so slightly over, in the way that you do at the grocery store when you're not actually blocking anything but want to acknowledge that you've seen someone.
And she says, "Is this an avocado?"
Me: "Yes!" (I am always so relieved when someone has a question I can answer, and I get excited about it.)
Her: "I heard they're really good for you."
Me: (Instantly wary in the way only someone who has worked almost a decade in customer service can be.) "I've heard that too."
Her: "What do you do with them? Just eat them plain?" (She had picked one up at that point.)
Me: (Definitely panicking a little and so COMPLETELY NOT PAYING ATTENTION TO THE WORDS COMING OUT OF MY MOUTH.) "I like to put them on toast."
As soon as I said it, I realized what I had done. I was living the stereotype! Avocado toast! I was about to get called out for not buying a house, or for killing the napkin industry, or something! Alternately, I had just missed an AMAZING opportunity for a joke!
But apparently she was unaware of the dark secrets of the avocado toast craze, or she took pity on me, or she was just very distracted by the multitude of possibilities contained in her single avocado, and off we went in our opposite directions. Even now I'm not sure whether to be relieved or disappointed by her non-reaction, but I hope she enjoyed her avocado.
So. Millennials and avocado toast, right? Right. Anyway, so I was at the grocery store last weekend, and avocados were on sale, so there I am with my half-size cart and my reusable shopping bags and a winter hat on because my hair is doing I-don't-know-what these days. And a woman of an older generation walks over, clearly headed for the avocados, so I move ever so slightly over, in the way that you do at the grocery store when you're not actually blocking anything but want to acknowledge that you've seen someone.
And she says, "Is this an avocado?"
Me: "Yes!" (I am always so relieved when someone has a question I can answer, and I get excited about it.)
Her: "I heard they're really good for you."
Me: (Instantly wary in the way only someone who has worked almost a decade in customer service can be.) "I've heard that too."
Her: "What do you do with them? Just eat them plain?" (She had picked one up at that point.)
Me: (Definitely panicking a little and so COMPLETELY NOT PAYING ATTENTION TO THE WORDS COMING OUT OF MY MOUTH.) "I like to put them on toast."
As soon as I said it, I realized what I had done. I was living the stereotype! Avocado toast! I was about to get called out for not buying a house, or for killing the napkin industry, or something! Alternately, I had just missed an AMAZING opportunity for a joke!
But apparently she was unaware of the dark secrets of the avocado toast craze, or she took pity on me, or she was just very distracted by the multitude of possibilities contained in her single avocado, and off we went in our opposite directions. Even now I'm not sure whether to be relieved or disappointed by her non-reaction, but I hope she enjoyed her avocado.
