I’ve had to apologize for being a “picky eater” all my life. If somebody invites me over for dinner and says they’re gonna make something that I can’t eat, I get ashamed, and explain:
“I’m sorry. I’m really picky. Here are the things I can eat…”
It makes me feel like a spoiled brat.
But you know what? Something isn’t right. See, a picky person has
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