How do you feel about the cult of mayo anyway?
Okay like, for real?
I know, in my head that it is a fun joke and everyone is having fun so I go along with it but like.
The imagery really does make me flinch, physically and in the real world, every time. I am stress drinking because my inbox has been a flood of mayonnaise related asks tonight and I can’t really parse it sober, I will tear my hair out.
Most of the time it’s amusing but sometimes it gets over my head and I just am surrounded by this concept of a whole bunch of people gathering around to laugh at my discomfort and I am encouraging them which only makes it worse like what kind of self destructive bullshit is that. Because I know if I just stopped responding to all the mayo asks they would stop happening, or at least would slow down, but I can’t stop myself form doing it because there is this sense that I have a reputation to uphold as being repulsed by this condiment and like I don’t want to ruin anyone else’s good time but.
But.
Mayonnaise.
And now it’s being couched in apocalyptic religious terminology which is somehow like twice as uncomfortable.
IDK, IDK, I would like to call a time out or something because the game is too real now.
