Originally Posted by kill_uncle
this has happened to me many times and as recently as today.
have you ever been invited out for breakfast,lunch or dinner and the person inviting you says "i know that you dont eat anything at this restaurant,but why dont you join us for lunch and have a drink"
i really feel wanted!
Dude. You are
wanted. If you weren't you would have been excluded entirely.
The real issue is that you are sore that your friends and family won't accommodate you, and in the case of your family, with a screen name like that, I think they're extremely brave to invite you at all. [analogy]
You get invited to see Little Man
. It's a movie you don't like or want to see because it is from the Wayan brothers and clearly therefore will be lousy.
But your friends/family have already decided that that this is the movie they want to see, and they like you enough to think maybe you can tag along for the social aspect.
Oh, sure. There are plenty of movies playing you would rather see — ones that in all likelihood they would also enjoy— but the choice of movies has already been made.
So you can either suck it up and join them or respectfully decline.
Or I guess you could make them change the movie which, I think, would show a certain lack of decorum.[/analogy]
I know the analogy isn't the perfect as one deals with unimaginable cruelty and horror and the other is a dietary preference. But I doubt there are many omnis who would see if differently.
And if you need to, I'm pretty you could scrape together something vegan in most restaurants.
Granted it'll be a plain baked potato and a crummy salad, and yes they could fair better at a place where there are more options for you and them. But that's not where they want to go.
Only because you asked...
I would say this happens to me, on average, around about all the ****ing time. Recently someone invited me to the Outback Steakhouse with a similar "I know you can't eat anything" proviso. Uh, yeah, no.
I just thank people very much for the offer, find out if they have plans afterwards, and join them for that.
In fact, after years of going out and trying not to let it bother me and compartmentalizing the fact that someone was eating something dead at the same table as me I've pretty much chosen to put my ethical priorities ahead of my need to socialize.
So when a friend is throwing a barbecue, I join them afterwards for some beers.
I no longer eat out with friends who I know will order meat. Much as I would like them to choose non-animal based meals, some of my friends are great about going for Indian and Ethiopian or even game to try vegetarian restaurants, whereas some of my friends suck and don't.
Sure, there are times, like this past weekend at a wedding (which I wrote about in the stupid things omnivores say thread) where I have to put my friends ahead of my ethics and sit between two chicken eaters and bear witness to hundreds of pieces of raw chicken in a kitchen.
But such is life.
By which I mean death.