So, who is the Veg Bitch. That’s me, Jan. I’m probably every man’s worst nightmare. I’m big, loud, outspoken, and don’t take sh*t from anyone. I was an athlete in college – swimmer. I was awesome, but I’m older now, so I’ve put on some weight (hey, I don’t care – if you don’t like it, don’t look at me). Some of my friends say I’m an attention hog and that’s why I cut my hair so short, but it’s not true. I don’t care to be the center of attention. On the other hand, it’s OK if I am. I have to say, I do get lots of looks as I walk down the street. I’m over it now – it doesn’t bother me any more.
Yes, I am a vegetarian. I kinda started out as a vegetarian because I was trying to cut back on red meat, but my vegetarian friends showed me some of those awful slaughterhouse videos and I’ve been full-blown vegetarian ever since. I’m not the in-your-face type of vegetarian that shoves it in everyone else’s face. It’s just a personal choice for me. AND IT SHOULD BE FOR YOU TOO! (Just kidding).
Although I am a vegetarian, I don’t think I’m bitchy. It’s just because I’m kinda loud, especially when I laugh. Again, I do get lots of looks when I get a little tipsy. That’s when I get really loud! One time at a bar with my friends, I let loose an a couple of sorority types who tried to take our bar stools when we were playing pool. One of called me a veg bitch, and the name just stuck. I’m not even sure what that means, and they surely didn’t know I was a vegetarian, but hey, that became my nickname. So my friends started calling me the veg bitch, lovingly, of course.
Pleased to meet ya. Now you know my story. Let me hear yours!