I was a vegetarian for two months this past winter and I really didn’t notice any difference in my body, but what I did notice was how many people seemed so bothered by the fact that I had chosen not to eat meat.

My group of friends, mother, father and plenty of others seemed to be disappointed in my decision. My boyfriend at the time, actually got aggravated with me because he took me to his favorite burger joint and I ordered the Garden Burger. Anyway, I eventually realized my love for Chic-Fil-A was too strong to deny so I gave up giving up meat. Now that I think back to how upset everyone was, I can’t help but laugh. It’s amusing that not only the people that care about me were flustered by my vegetarian phase, but also people that barely knew me.

Almost every time I told someone I was a vegetarian, I got a hostile response. “Why?” they would say, usually with an intimidating look on their face. I understand that this was their instant reaction, and most of them didn’t mean anything by it, but their “why?” made me ask, “why?” It’s so incredibly strange that people get so offended when you say you’re a vegetarian. I am almost fairly certain I could get less of a hostile response if I said I was a Democrat in South Carolina.

I really don’t understand why people got so worked up about the absence of meat in my diet, but they did. If you think about it, it’s pretty bizarre. The only conclusion I can come to is that people assume vegetarians will judge you for ordering a meat-lovers pizza, which isn’t the case. Clearly, the term "meat-lovers" is pretty accurate. 

So, friends, the moral of the story is this: go by the “don’t ask, don’t tell” rule when it comes to vegetarianism because meat-lovers can be pretty hostile towards the vegetarians of the world (