I was on the subway platform last week when I overheard a woman who was eating an egg sandwich ask the man who was with her if eggs came from chickens.
It didn’t occur to me until that moment that such a thing wasn’t common knowledge. And then the notion of “common knowledge” just went out the window.
Luckily, her companion was able to answer in the affirmative with confidence. Yet, I felt bad for her––not knowing what most of society knows. Why was she not in on this already established truth? Like she got on the wrong bus the day we were all learning about chickens and eggs.
As it turned out, I only felt a little bit bad and mostly judgey about the fact she couldn’t stop flailing her sandwich around or keep it in her mouth. And that she didn’t bother to find out where her food came from. Oy vey.
I need food
and you walk away reading the paper.
––excerpted from “Food” by Anne Sexton