It was my last day on the job before my big vacation, so to celebrate I went out with my co-workers for a night of drinking.
Problem: When we arrived at the bar, they promptly bought me a jello shot in a plastic cup! Gross!
But what could I do? I didn't want to be rude, so I drank it despite all my inner protest.
At the end of the night, I did redeem myself, however.
Several of us went out in search of food only to find that McDonald's was the only restaurant open. And you know what? I refused to eat MickyD's on principal in front of my co-workers.
You see, this wouldn't be a big deal, but most of my colleagues don't really know how much of an activist I really am these days. In fact, they don't even know that I've given up plastic (hence why they bought me that stupid jello shot). I guess I haven't told them because I know they'll all make fun of me and think I'm weird. But don't get me wrong. They're actually great people, but when it comes to the environment they're pretty clueless for some reason.
So anyway, letting them in on my absolute detest for McDonald's was a big step indeed.
But will I ever actually get up the courage to tell them I'm off plastic? I'm not sure.