All my life, I’ve been a slow eater. It’s not uncommon when I’m eating something at the same time as others that I often finish last. This is true whether or not it’s one other person or many other people, and the type or kind of food hardly matters either, and sometimes even non-comparative portion sizes make little difference. It’s not an intentional nor conscious act on my part.
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Thanks for answering, that’s a perfect example. There are a lot of people who share your aversion.
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Not only aboard ship, but especially in boot camp were we required to eat fast due to time constraints. Even then, when I had to eat faster than I had been accustomed to eating, I was still a bit slower than the others around me.
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Lol, I think you just won top prize!
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I want a divorce from both of you sandwich-abusers.
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Not any more, thank goodness!
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Hey, wait a second . . . !
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Grrrrrrr.
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Lol!
You’ve reminded me of another one of mine: I never eat hard ice cream. It has to be melted, at least a little bit. As a kid, I always used to let my ice cream sit for a while before I started to eat it. Microwave ovens came out when I was in my preteen years or early teens, but of course we didn’t get one at home until a couple of years later. Once I had more access to microwave ovens, I developed a lifelong habit of an 11-second or 14-second run for ice cream. I don’t know how I came up with those time limits, but they’ve stuck with me for decades.
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