So you know when there is food that is there so that it can be shared with a community. Some generous soul thinks of everyone and brings them all treats. There are those that eat one politely because it's there. There are others that have new sugar addictions (myself) who want to eat 17 pieces of whatever it is...at this point it doesn't even matter - but I hold back.
At any social gathering whenever there is a table of food there is always the awkward positions of being first and last to eat. First is super awkward because you don't want to look picky by passing things over and rejecting deliciousness that others have taken the time to prepare. You also don't want to be guilty of taking to much because everyone behind you will see how much you have taken and of course judge you for taking to much.
Then there is the position when everyone has gotten there fill, or when you are the last in line. Or even worse when you are near the end in line. You see that the best foods have been picked over and if you are lucky there are still some noodles to scrape off of your favourite casserole dish. But you also know that there are people still waiting to eat. Are you going to be that greedy person that denies them the chance of getting any of that food. You may take the stance that they should have come sooner, but common courtesy dictates that you should always share.
I also hate when there are a few things left on the table that are kind of getting picked over and you always feel awkward taking one of the last things from the plate. It's always weird, I don't care what you say. For me the greatest feelings is knowing that it's the last one on the plate and then they come out with more from the kitchen. You are now a hero for getting rid of that last piece of food so that more can be served. You can also enjoy the newly warm food as well.
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