Some people get terribly bothered when the word ‘literally’ is misused. If you know enough to know the difference, then you know what they intended to say, stop feeling so intellectually superior. Me, I get twitchy when well fed people refer to themselves as, ‘starving’.
I dislike hyperbole as the norm. It distorts perspective. Which generates entitlement.
If you become Mrs/Ms/Mr Grumpy Pants when your blood sugar falls a little, take responsibility for yourself, carry a granola bar, like an adult. Ten pounds overweight, and you skipped lunch, that’s a poor excuse for being a jerk. You’re not starving, you’re hungry, and that’s not a life threatening condition, behave accordingly.
Yes yes friend-o. We know you don’t get the hunger crazies… but others do. Much as piling a heap of shoes seems appropriate to you a scorched earth panic seems appropriate to others when there is a certain emptiness in the tummy.
Failure to plan your day and feed your tum-tum ceases to be a valid excuse for childish behaviour past 12. That’s all I’m say’n dinglenuts.