Corndog day is the worst. The smell is completely overwhelming, and when it’s combined with the visual of naked, picked-at, rubbery, pink pseudo-meat being waved in the air on sticks, lunchtime becomes truly nauseating.
I have one student in my class who eats school lunch everyday, except on corndog day. Much to her parents’ confusion, she refuses to eat corndogs and has decided that they will make her throw up. I understand completely and commend her for putting her foot down.
Corndogs cross the line.