Of all the things that I thought I’d have a hard time getting used to while out here on the West Coast, eating was going to be the hardest.
No, I don’t think that Californians are some sort of wierd alternate species with strange eating habits.
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No, wait, I kind of do. Things are different out here.
In any case, despite living in the Midwest, I keep an East Coast schedule. This allows me to keep a similar schedule as my East Coast coworkers and also get off of work way early. Flexible scheduling is a wonderful thing for young parents.
So each day I generally end up eating around 11:00 AM Central (Noon on the East Coast).
But now we’re two hours different from Wisconsin. Plus I’m in a class where the instructor has no respect for the mundane as he lectures us on the ins and outs of advanced .NET WCF programming. So lunch ends up happening closer to 1:00 PM PT.
I’m not saying that I’ve adapted to the West Coast eating schedule, but my stomach is confused. Generally speaking, I don’t really feel all that hungry during the day. I know that I have to eat, and I generally do, but I don’t feel hungry. Yesterday I met up with one of my college friends who lives in the area, and despite not feeling hungry, I ended up eating half a medium pizza without feeling any ill effects.
My biggest fear is that it’ll be hard to get back on the Midwest schedule next week when I get back.
