So for those of you who don’t know Canadian Thanksgiving was the Monday that’s just passed. Of course our school made a turkey dinner for the event. The thing is that Monday was also the day we were hit by the hurricane. At one point the internet went down then the power flickered. At about five minutes before dinner started the power went out completely. Of course the school has backup generator just in case this happens, but for some reason that wasn’t turning on like it was supposed to so we had to get facilities to fix it. Meanwhile lot of us were ready to go to dinner (though we had to take the back way in because the doors were locked since we had no power). We have cards that we always use to get itno meal hall so it’s taken off our meal plan and they had to take the numbers by hand since the system wan’t working. Good thing was that the power only went out a few minutes before supper so it wasn’t ruined. Still for at least half an hour we were eating in the dark by candlelight. It was certainly an experience.
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Pasta or Fries
One thing I love about being on campus is the cafeteria staff know me very well. I got into the habit during my first year of always asking them what they had (because the online menu could change and it was hard to read the printed out ones because the text was small). So now they’ve gotten used to just telling me without me asking, and it’s a good thing too because apparently my eyes confuse pasta and fries. Now the pasta was with meat sauce mixed in so it was around the same colour as fries in general, but it certainly would have tasted different had I thought it was fries.
I used to feel silly at fast food places asking what they had because the menus are up on the walls, but it’s a very useful habit to get into and usually the people are very nice about telling you what’s there.
What is that?
One thing I tend to do is ask what things are especially when it comes to food. Sometimes I worry that my questions become annoying, but it really helps. After all sometimes I misunderstand what things are. One time at college I mistook pasta for French fries. Luckily the staff have gotten very used to me and asking what they have for food (so I don’t even have to ask anymore) so I knew what it was, but it was confusing at first. It helps to ask what things are when you’re confused and I think most people aren’t annoyed by it, but it’s certainly a worry. This also goes into my interest in “exploring” things. More or less feeling the general shape and how the thing feels, also looking at what it looks like. It’s a lot of fun to understand things and know what it is even if I’m not directly involved in it. Like when my mom was making her salad for lunch, and I wanted to know what few things were. It didn’t really affect me, but I was curious and she was happy to tell me. So always be curious about what things are because you might be surprised what something is compared to what you think it is.