The publication, last summer, of portraits of people obsessed with the organization of menus or the schedule on vacation had earned us some clarifications from readers. Anxious to protect our summer freedoms, we had fallen into the classic trap, according to them: resenting these authority figures without realizing that the real pests on vacation are stowaways, all those who do not lift a finger. and take advantage of the organization set up by the former.
All their art consists in offering their support without being able to respond favorably to them. Offer help by declaring yourself incompetent as soon as possible (“I never knew how to put on a duvet cover”) and in all areas (“It’s funny, I always miss the rice cooking”), to be sure not to be taken advantage of. It is only when we sit down to eat that we discover their untapped expertise (“But don’t put lemon in the mayonnaise!”).
Let’s fix this oversight. Among the bad guys of the summer, here are the “hair in hand”, those who spend the holidays from the baseline, who throw ” I can help ? » when sitting down to eat, those who pretend to be able to participate only if they are given specific orders (“You have to tell me how to do it”), thus avoiding any initiative and summer mental load.
A spectacular act on arrival then… nothing more
The relous of the summer escape questions of gender, but let’s recognize that these barnacles who stick to the rock when the meal is ready are often men. And not necessarily the older ones, who have the excuse of having been programmed by a patriarchal society.
To protect themselves from accusations, they perform a spectacular act as soon as they arrive, like going to get croissants the first morning. This gives them an image of a leader with whom the holidays would always have a little air of exception. The next day, they buy four baguettes, one of which bears a local name, and the rest of their stay relax in their deckchair, talking about their signature dish that they’ll be simmering by the end of the holidays (a risotto).
In the meantime, the “hair in hand” cross the kitchen dragging their flip-flops. We have never seen them wash a cup, they leave to telephone when it is time to clear and on the ninth day of the vacation ask: “Where are the plates stored? ». They seize on the slightest culinary disagreement to justify stepping back (“Ah, you cook the chicken that way, so I let you do it…”). When you go to the beach and you have to carry paddles, armchairs and umbrellas, they carry the Tic Tac box.
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