Different things bother different people. There is a lot of intolerance on this thread, which is ironic considering that people are blaming the son for not tolerating the coleslaw
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Mostly that sort of thing wouldn’t bother me, and I would just leave something I didn’t want to eat; but I loathe the sight and smell of eggs, and if I am served one I would struggle to pretend it wasn’t there. It has happened when I’ve ordered gammon and specifically said ‘no egg’, and they appear unordered on breakfast plates. I smile, say ‘Oh, I ordered no egg - could you take it away please’. I don’t think that’s childish or ill-mannered. I don’t want to risk piercing the yolk when eating around it - just the thought of that is making me gag.
Desperately sad story of the assisted suicide of a grieving mother


