DUN DUN DUN DAAA DAAA NAAA NAAA DAANNN NAAAA!
When I am at the store, I pick up say… cheese, for example, I read the front of the package, and in some instances it says something like,
"Processed Cheese Food".
I get annoyed.
I’m in the grocery store. I’m in the dairy isle. There is cheese on the shelf. Many packages of all shapes, sizes and brands. I am here, because I am interested in buying something to eat.
YOU DO NOT NEED TO CONVINCE ME IT’S “FOOD”.
I am here, under the assumption I am buying a consumable product. I am assuming, in good faith, that the cheese in the package is edible. If I was looking for say… cheese colored paint, would I be in the dairy isle? No. No, I would be in the paint isle, most likely in an entirely different store. (though, who’s to say stores cannot sell both cheese and paint) You do not need to tell me the item is “Food”. I can figure that one one myself. Generally speaking, we humans do possess the ability to recognize “Food” when we see it.
On the contrary, the fact you must make an actual point of telling me the item is “Food” and hence, edible, instead makes me begin to doubt your claim as to whether this item in my hand is in fact, consumable.
This goes for things labeled “Snack” as well. Do you think I need to be reminded that it is in fact, something to be consumed and not installed into my computer?
It’s so nice living in a world where everyone is guilty of horrible crimes simply by association.
Oh, you’re <gender>, that means you’re a horrific person because <reasons>.
Oh, you’re <sexuality>, that means you’re a horrific person because <reasons>.
Oh, you’re <race>, that means you’re a horrific person because <reasons>.
Wonder why I hate the world? This is why. Because I don’t care what you fill in the blanks with. There are people out there specifically set up to hate you and everything you are. I hate because everyone hates. It’s just that I hate EVERYONE instead of any specific group. I hate the human race.