one of the ways i know this culture has a massive issue with consent
is the sheer amount of people I’ve known that just lie & tell people they’re deathly allergic to foods they dislike
because otherwise people will hound them, mock them, coax them, harass them, try to force them to eat it, or even trick them into eating it, and they will never hear the end of it
your coworkers will bake it into a fucking pie, call it something else, and wait til your birthday, gather everyone and their first cousins to sit around in a circle waiting for you to put a forkful into your mouth and then point rhythmically at you in a chanting, glaring, sweating, unholy circle like SWISS CHARD SWISS CHARD YOU JUST ATE SWISS CHARD HA HA HA SWISS CHARD NOW YOU LIKE SWISS CHARD
Because forcing someone into a situation where they don’t feel safe declining putting something into their body they’d rather not be there is totes 100% wholesome American fun
And this is something so known that it’s infinitely easier to just lie and tell people that you’ll die if you eat that food…which actually doesn’t always stop it from happening
Blehhhhhh… i cannot do raw tomatoes. I will vomit. Even if the juice soaks into other parts of my food i will still taste it and vomit. I don’t know how to explain this to people so they don’t put tomatoes on my food (if they are not friends or family). I’m not going to go into a spiel over the Taco Bell intercom that raw tomatoes make me vomit. I just tell them I’m allergic. And if that means they change their gloves, GOOD i dont want that nasty tomato juice on my taco salad. Fast food workers are not paid enough to give a shit if I just say “no tomato”. Half the fuckin time they hide tomatoes in the salad just to be dicks anyway. >:( And yes, i will still use ketchup with my tomato-less burger because i looked it up and you can be allergic to raw tomatoes and be perfectly ok with cooked tomatoes. I got my alibi straight.
My sister is a super picky eater and people can be really nasty and judgemental to her about it.
You really need to let people be the boss of what they put inside their own body.
Yeah this is why that toddler with the wasabi made me so angry and sad. She said no more than once and they made her eat it anyway. It’s one thing to urge a child to try a new food, and another all together to force her to eat fucking wasabi paste for their amusement.
My mom always tries to do things like that, and she’d get really angry when I didn’t fall for it or thwarted her attempts at doing it to other people. Like she’d put alum in the potato salad to prank my step-dad, onions in a casserole after my ex-husband admitted he can’t stand to eat them, mushrooms in a dish she made for Husband who hates mushrooms and when I warned him, she got mad at me. And she’d get mad at me when I would tell her how mean it was to do that.
I don’t understand that way of thinking.
And, of course, there are people who won’t even respect the allergy issue. “Oh, it was just a dash of chili powder. That’s ok, right?.” And ok maybe that’s not enough to make my throat close but I’m gonna be itchy for daaaaaaays now, kthx.
I can sometimes be a bit aggressive when offering my picky toddler foods and I am working on that but like. I’d never straight up shove wasabi in his mouth because that is just Fucked Up.
Yep, here’s a story of a mother sending her son’s girlfriend to the ER because she wanted to “prove the allergy was fake” https://www.washingtonpost.com/lifestyle/style/carolyn-hax-a-poisoned-relationship/2018/03/04/139de87a-1e3e-11e8-b2d9-08e748f892c0_story.html?utm_term=.67c0065241c0
My mom and I are allergic to peppers - not, as of yet, anaphylactic, but definitely “itchy hives for days and gastrointestinal upset” allergic. Until relatively recently, my brother avoided them too, because the odds seemed sound (mom and i, plus two of my mom’s sibs and my grandmother all have the allergy).
His ex-girlfriend liked peppers, and decided that his “allergy” was fake, so she cooked him dinner and hid bell peppers in it. After they’d eaten she was like “AHA, see, you’re not allergic”.
No harm done, because my brother, it turns out, does not have the allergy. But every time I think about it, I’ve got to wonder - what the fuck would she have done if it turned out he did? Did it ever occur to her that she was potentially placing her desire to not have to be careful about preparing peppers in a shared kitchen over his actual physical safety?
The kicker: she was a med student.
I’m mildly allergic to mangoes, which thankfully never comes up, since I live in America, which seems to have none whatsoever, but I’m vegetarian, and i have been since I was born, so my stomach doesn’t have the necessary enzymes to digest red meat, luckily for me, everyone I know would never willingly give me any meat without my consent