This week, we had a really big presentation to corporate, but it was around lunch time. My Manager became concerned about when he was going to eat, and interrupted our conversation to go get food. As he passed back by my office, he poked his head in…

Me: So you got to eat?

My Manager: Yes. I didn’t think I was going to be able to eat before the MOR, and all I could think was, “I can’t sit that long without eating? I’m an American! I came out of a privileged birth canal!”

I had no words.