Funny Allergies

I’m allergic to peanuts. This is something I usually tell people for the first time when I have a meal with them and have to ask the waiter/cook/label as to whether or not I can in fact eat it. However, 9 times out of 10, the response is to take some peanut related item (if it is in the vicinity) and shove it in my face and laugh.

I’m sorry, what?

Would I go up to someone and shove a gun in their face and laugh? What enjoyment or pleasure does someone get out of pretending to kill me? I don’t quite understand this concept. In fact, after having asked people, they say “I don’t know, I just thought it would be funny.” Well let me just say–not so funny.

Imagine having your closet friend one day just put a knife to your throat, and then chuckle. This is, in my humble opinion, exactly what my friends are doing. Like seriously? What did I do–make you mad or something? And even if I did, isn’t this like the worst punishment?

Many of my guy friends as well have told me numerous times that they want to give me peanuts just so that they will have to use my Epipen. I don’t know what it is with the male gender but they sure do like anything that is death related. Guns, Knives, Epipens. They’re all the same.

Many people treat allergies like they are just some ailment that people exaggerate for attention. When I get picky about peanuts, I see eyes rolling all over the place. Yet I have to be the annoying one or else I could end up on another stretcher headed for the hospital. And trust me; doctors aren’t cute enough for that to be a regular excursion.

So how about I don’t shove my weapons in your face, and you don’t shove your weapons in mine. 🙂

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