Don’t Be a Chicken With Your Head Cut Off: Veganize Your Metaphors
Friday, July 17th, 2009
I am moving in three weeks. I have just started a new job at a local recreation center. My other job’s boss is going away for a few weeks and I’ll be manning the headquarters. Basically … there are a lot of things going around in my head. I can’t walk down the street without constantly making mental to-do lists.
As I was doing just that the other day I started to think, “I’m running around like a chicken with its head cut off.” Then I stopped (as in I actually stopped walking, in the middle of one of the busiest sidewalks in Center City Philadelphia). Mental note: must come up with a vegan equivalent to this saying.
A few days later, when I still hadn’t come up with a animal-friendly version (clever metaphors have never been my strength), I overheard one of my friend’s compare himself to a headless chicken. I tried finding an alternative online, but only found “in a frenzy.”
So, creative vegans, I need your help! Can anyone out there help us all come up with something to say instead of “running around like a chicken with his head cut off”?
In other vegan metaphor news … at the moment I watching Confessions of a Shopaholic and caught wind of one I like. When Isla Fisher’s character, the title in-debt shopaholic, accidentally gets a job at a financial magazine her roommates proclaims: “It’s like when an animal rights activist gets attacked by a bear. … What do you call that? Ironic!”







I am really starting to feel like “Sally the Vegan.” I love having this label, and I love that everyone knows it and is comfortable approaching me. People e-mail me for recipe ideas, tell me when they make a fully vegetarian meal, and ask me for animal- and health-related advice. The other day, a trainer at my gym, who I was not even sure knew who I was, came running up to me to tell me she had been thinking about me while watching 




