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TIFU by letting my Italian family know I did not like olives

Yes you're reading it right. Olives. When I was younger, putting the whole black olive on your fingers at family events was what I did. Was it sanitary? Absolutely not but my whole family was very hands on.( any olives us children put on our fingers didn't go back into the common dish, they were eaten or thrown away) Well I'm 25 now & I still will not eat them. Never had & never will. Well our family just celebrated my great aunts 70th birthday & we went all out. All types of food in the house but especially olives.

I think about it now, like you've gone this long without it being a problem, why would you make one now? I didn't. I simply told my cousin I didn't want any salad with olives & it wasn't a huge ordeal. Everyone decided we were going to make our own personal little pizzas. This is where shit hit the fan. As were preparing the pizzas for the oven, my aunt realizes my pizza is the only one without olives. She sincerely feels like I might've missed out or there wasn't enough. I told her no, that I preferred mine without. Well that small comment went through the whole house & basically I was interrogated about the olives & "how could I be italian without liking them".

Now I've been disowned temporarily (just a joke) & my whole family is giving me shit & roasting me for fucking olives. I'll never let them know again something I don't like again.

TL;DR I fucked up by telling my family I didn't like olives & having a scene made over it.

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