People are always telling me how to eat my food. Dad says to flip the toast upside down before eating it so that the jam is right on my tongue. Gross! He claims it helps you taste it better. Mom is always telling me I have to finish my vegetables before I can have dessert. Sometimes, all I want is dessert, but it’s my parents’s house so I guess it’s their rules. They’re getting pretty old, though, so sometimes I roll my veggies up in a napkin and stuff them down the kitchen sink. Then, it’s pie time.
Unwanted and unnecessary food advice goes well beyond the confines of the home that I hope to someday inherit from my parents if Tom Selleck’s mustache doesn’t convince them to reverse mortgage it. People want to not only tell you what to eat, but how to eat it, and even how to open it. Which brings me to today’s radical life lesson:

There are people out there who would have you believe you should peel bananas from the bottom. I’ve actually heard people say this. They claim it’s somehow better, like the banana tastes differently based on how you peel it. To those people I say, “There’s a tab at the top that’s perfect for peeling.” Who put the tab there? God? Charles Darwin? Mister Rogers? That robot girl from Small Wonder? Who am I to say? What I can say is that sometimes the easy, obvious way is the best way.
Did Sir Edmund Hillary dig a tunnel through Everest to get to the summit? No, that Kiwi took the easy way up on the outside. Did the Fall Guy choose just one dangerous career so that he could focus on his craft and limit the danger in his life? No, he’s a stuntman and a bounty hunter. I guess that one doesn’t really fit the point I’m trying to make here. Did Mr. Drummond open his cans of beans from the bottom? No, he had Mrs. Garrett open them from the top like the rest of us.
My point here is that people are idiots. They want to believe that they know something other people don’t. That’s why conspiracy theories and cults are so popular. Speaking of which, starting a cult in my parents’ basement could be a good way to make some extra cash. Are you feeling lost? Hopeless? Does your significant other peel bananas from the bottom? If so, then send me some money and you’re in.
Until next time, remember you can’t spell Commodore without commode.

