Seth is one of the anchor paid staff members. On every shift there’re lots of volunteers too. I asked if they need more, and Seth said no, that being hosted at the church means they have enough volunteers—which made me happy because I don’t really want to work more in the kind of work I already do.
He’d gone in the back to get vegan foods to offer me because he saw me turning down meat in the meat freezer.
I’ve been getting meat to make hot-lunch for my coworkers, but even though I do occasionally eat meat myself, I’ve started to feel revolted cooking it so frequently.
Today I’d picked up a 5-lb package of frozen chicken wings—my coworkers would love them—but I couldn’t stand it and put them back in the freezer. They just looked… dismembered! This isn’t Colin the Hand-Reared Chicken from Portlandia we’re talking about here.
As well as the box of a dozen (!) bags of fake Parmesan, I took some vegan “chik’n” Seth also offered. It’s highly processed soy and it doesn’t appeal to me, but maybe I can serve it at work?
