Cheesesteaks, as long as they aren't made with silly cheez-whiz and are in fact made with provolone, are pretty sexy. So feel free to run with that interpretation.
Herein lies the real question--he said as a cheesesteak? Not with a cheesesteak? If so, I think you should've been talking with the local butcher shop, not the coroner. But then, who wouldn't want to be lowered into the earth knowing that they've been transmuted into a deliciously unhealthy cholesterol-fest? That might be funerary cannibalism I can get behind, though he wanted to be buried, not eaten, so I don't know one way or the other how to interpret that.
If you want a semi-serious attempt at interpreting things, I'd assume it's about fear of not living up to the expectations of people around you, especially when they ask you to do things that are clearly of extreme importance to them when you may not necessarily understand why. As a chaplain, I wouldn't be surprised if you dealt with that on a semi-regular basis, especially from people with limited time left.
Thank you all for your comments. I feel some resonance with archmage's idea of having some anxiety of "not living up to others' expectations", which definitely fits how I feel about recent job interviews.
Lucretiasheart is good advice, since I stopped going to weight watchers at work when I lost my job. I'm still eating high fiber foods but I have not been as faithful to responsible eating, so its time to get back on the wagon.
I think the cheesesteak may have symbolized the excellent quality of care I give in my job, which was not fully understood or apprecitated by my former employers. What's more excellent than a philly cheesesteak? (Gosh, its been a long, long time since I have been out east and had one of those!)
I had another job interview yesterday, and I'll find out by this Friday whether I will be hired. Fingers crossed.
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Herein lies the real question--he said as a cheesesteak? Not with a cheesesteak? If so, I think you should've been talking with the local butcher shop, not the coroner. But then, who wouldn't want to be lowered into the earth knowing that they've been transmuted into a deliciously unhealthy cholesterol-fest? That might be funerary cannibalism I can get behind, though he wanted to be buried, not eaten, so I don't know one way or the other how to interpret that.
If you want a semi-serious attempt at interpreting things, I'd assume it's about fear of not living up to the expectations of people around you, especially when they ask you to do things that are clearly of extreme importance to them when you may not necessarily understand why. As a chaplain, I wouldn't be surprised if you dealt with that on a semi-regular basis, especially from people with limited time left.
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Lucretiasheart is good advice, since I stopped going to weight watchers at work when I lost my job. I'm still eating high fiber foods but I have not been as faithful to responsible eating, so its time to get back on the wagon.
I think the cheesesteak may have symbolized the excellent quality of care I give in my job, which was not fully understood or apprecitated by my former employers. What's more excellent than a philly cheesesteak? (Gosh, its been a long, long time since I have been out east and had one of those!)
I had another job interview yesterday, and I'll find out by this Friday whether I will be hired. Fingers crossed.
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