As the Food Mood Girl, I wish I was somehow excluded from the symptoms caused by being hangry. However, as a human, sometimes I get busy and forget to eat, which as we know, often leads to hanger episodes. And, at times, I may have been too hangry for my own good.
Luckily, I have not been arrested for hangry outbursts, but the feeling of being a hangry asshole still carries through to this day:
- Spousal Problems: Honestly, my husband and I don’t fight about much. I would say 95% of our arguments involve food. The other 5% is just normal bickering. But when I have leftovers in the fridge and come downstairs after getting lost in a project all day, not realizing what time it is, I want my damn leftovers. So when I’m hangry and suddenly the leftovers are missing without my permission, things get ugly quick. I have cursed and screamed at my husband, cried into my fridge because I didn’t know what else to eat, and then continued to label the rest of the food with a sharpie what was mine and what was his.
- Waitress Problems: This is the one time where I STILL feel like an asshole to this day. I was so hangry and the waitress was trying to be nice and do her job, but my emotions got the best of me. Instead of being a nice, normal human, I turned into Gretchen Wieners from Mean Girls. I was rude and arrogant. Once I was about three minutes into my meal, I recognized what I had said and how rude it probably came off. That was definitely one of the times where I said, “I’m sorry for what I said when I was hangry.” Luckily, she was a fellow hanger-sufferer and commiserated with me for a bit!
- Body Problems: I love a good slice of pizza. My max is usually three slices. But after a particularly stressful day, I was tired AND hangry—a combination which I hope never develops its own term. I was not inspired to cook anything and the only thing that was in my freezer was a large organic pizza. I popped it in the oven and I ate it all. Yes, every last bite. Organic or not, I inhaled an entire pizza without even thinking. And let’s just say my body was pretty mad at me for an entire night.
Moral of the story: Always eat a snack to prevent hanger.
And to my husband, that waitress, and my body, yes, I am sorry for what I said/did when I was hangry. Please forgive me.