Vegedorkianism

Vegetarianism.  I get it.  Whether health or animal rights or the whistle of boiling lobsters, people all find their way there for different reasons.  I was one for two years to avoid eating pot roast.  So, I am totally with the reason not making sense.  That said, there is one subset of vegetarian I don't not care for and she was sitting to the left of me at dinner.  If you want to steer clear of the cow, fine, but it is not some definition of self for others to admire, it is you eating broccoli and leaving more steak for me.  We all make decisions but when you go out of your way to trumpet that decision, talk about that decision through half the meal that it becomes apparent you think this decision is your hall pass to the next echelon of society.  The chef put shrimp on her plate, not having been privy to the chatter prior, and not only did she have him scoop it away, she made the person next to her, her sister, switch plates with her.  Chef says "Oh...are you allergic?"  "No.  I am a vegetarian."  Of course you are.  Her sister says, as she hands her the plate, "Sure, as long as you don't mind sugar" making me realize that she was eating steamed rice with sugar.  She had six open packets she was shaking the last granules out of into her bowl.  What is with this family?  And all the while, Ms. Vegetarian who can't have her eating surface come in contact with meat was diving into the fried rice that had not only been on the same grill as the meat and handled with the same utensils as the meat, had eggs in it.  Eggs that came out of a chicken's butt and you can't get closer to brushing up against meat than that.  The chef asks, "How long have you been a vegetarian?".  Calculating in her head she says, "Since before Thanksgiving.  It makes it hard with no turkey but you get by."  Yes, you are a true martyr indeed.