Thoughts, rants, and the genuine life of me. I identify as a mixed chica; part Latina, part Scandinavian, mostly misunderstood.
It’s been a couple of weeks since my last post. I’ve manged to apply to what feels like a million jobs (hooray for being a new graduate) and had one interview - followed by a rejection letter. I’m sure I’ll find work, but until then it’s hell trying to pay for things I need… like an apartment and food.
Speaking of food, I recently went to a “Mexican” eatery in my town. I use quotes because I live in an area where they think they are cultured and diverse because there is a college here. So the food here is typically less than sub-par.
Anyway, I went to lunch at this place with a friend and realized why else I am the worst Mexican ever. I don’t like beans. Red beans, pinto beans, basically it doesn’t matter. They are icky. On very rare occasions I will eat black beans, but I only tolerate them. It’s a texture thing. Why would I want to put this thing in my mouth that has the flavor of dirt and the consistency of wet sand? No thanks.
Any one else have this problem?