Ghoulish Delight
07-15-2005, 09:01 AM
I just feel like bitching about the little things. Things that you know don't matter, you know you should just ignore because who the hell cares, but bug you anyway. Or, as my dad likes to call it, "Yuppie Angst".
For example. Bagels. As most of you know, I'm fond of the bagels that my company generously provides for us each Friday. It's more than any company really has to do, and it's one of many things that makes working here great. There's one guy who, every week, picks up the bagels, pays for them, and gets reimbursed. Again, more than he's required to do, and very generous of him to take that time and effort.
But every once in a while, either he's sick or on vacation, and we have a backup bagel guy (I don't even know who it is). This guy goes to a different bagle shop...and I really don't like the bagels there. They're "fancier" than the ones the regular guy gets, with more exotic flavors and ones with cheese melted on the top, etc. First off, they are over flavored with artificial flavor. That's a trend in food I've noticed in general. Restaurants, especially chain restaurants, forgo subtletly and complexity of flavor in favor of pumping their food full of the artificial flavor of the month. Bleh, give me something that's lightly flavored with real ingredients over something that's screaming with fake flavor. Secondly, the backup bagels are 90% air. There's no substance to them. Thirdly, either the shop doesn't have or the backup guy doesn't get garlic bagles, which have become my staple. The regular bagel shop has the BEST garlic bagle, literally crusted with real bits of roasted garlic. Mmmm. I feel very deprived when I don't get it.
I dislike them so much in comparison to the regular ones that just the thought of having them instead irritates me. Like today, the bagels were late. And usually that means the regular guy is out. So I had gone and resigned myself to eating inferior bagels. Luckily, the regular guy was just a little late, so I got my delicious garlic bagel (and I had some brie left over from a lunch this week, so it was extra yummy). But even that slight possibility of having the other bagels has left me pondering how crappy they are.
Truly Yuppie Angst.
For example. Bagels. As most of you know, I'm fond of the bagels that my company generously provides for us each Friday. It's more than any company really has to do, and it's one of many things that makes working here great. There's one guy who, every week, picks up the bagels, pays for them, and gets reimbursed. Again, more than he's required to do, and very generous of him to take that time and effort.
But every once in a while, either he's sick or on vacation, and we have a backup bagel guy (I don't even know who it is). This guy goes to a different bagle shop...and I really don't like the bagels there. They're "fancier" than the ones the regular guy gets, with more exotic flavors and ones with cheese melted on the top, etc. First off, they are over flavored with artificial flavor. That's a trend in food I've noticed in general. Restaurants, especially chain restaurants, forgo subtletly and complexity of flavor in favor of pumping their food full of the artificial flavor of the month. Bleh, give me something that's lightly flavored with real ingredients over something that's screaming with fake flavor. Secondly, the backup bagels are 90% air. There's no substance to them. Thirdly, either the shop doesn't have or the backup guy doesn't get garlic bagles, which have become my staple. The regular bagel shop has the BEST garlic bagle, literally crusted with real bits of roasted garlic. Mmmm. I feel very deprived when I don't get it.
I dislike them so much in comparison to the regular ones that just the thought of having them instead irritates me. Like today, the bagels were late. And usually that means the regular guy is out. So I had gone and resigned myself to eating inferior bagels. Luckily, the regular guy was just a little late, so I got my delicious garlic bagel (and I had some brie left over from a lunch this week, so it was extra yummy). But even that slight possibility of having the other bagels has left me pondering how crappy they are.
Truly Yuppie Angst.