It has been brought to my attention by an article in the New York Times that cafeteria trays are going the way of ocean liners.
I never like to hear something is going away. I have a strong sense of nostalgia. I moved a lot when I was a kid. It's my parents fault--
But cafeteria trays? I am very okay with this. I hate cafeteria trays. I've always hated cafeteria trays. The fact I have a tray in my hand, and I am putting a plate of food on it, signifies to me I'm stuck at school somewhere, and this is never a good thing.
Big plastic cups filled with Coca Cola and Sprite slide off at the slightest tilt.
Following the defiant four year old determined to carry his own tray full of plastic dishes is heart attack time.
Emptying the thing into an overflowing trashcan is a lesson in futility.
And the look of them. Ghastly. Institutional. College kids must adore their departure. Such a downer, those trays. Such a reminder that they are no longer eating Mom's cooking. Now, with those nasty, water consuming items removed from their sight, our precious college kids' moods will improve--
This means their grades will go up. This means fewer calls home asking for money--
And in the end, this means (dare I say it?) that COLLEGE DEGREE, clutched in a triumphant hand no longer sullied by a cafeteria tray.