Oh, hanger. I’m sure we’ve all done something crazy under its influence or been the victim of someone who has.
If you haven’t, please allow me to paint a picture for you…you’re waiting for a table at a crowded restaurant that doesn’t accept reservations ("What kind of stupid, snotty restaurant doesn’t take reservations?") and haven't had anything to eat since lunchtime ("I’m starving. Literally starving."). Your friend won’t stop going on and on about something that happened at work. ("Your voice is like a jackhammer chipping away at my sanity.") A missing check or invoice. You’re too preoccupied looking for tables that are wrapping up to pay attention to her. "STOP TALKING. You’re being so dramatic. It really doesn’t sound like a big deal at all. And it’s Friday night—just get over it already. And when the heck are these people going to get up and leave?" Oops—you said that last one out loud. [Steals French fry off passing busboy’s tray.]
No, it’s not a pretty picture. Because when you experience hanger, your blood sugar levels have plummeted to a point where your body is starting to enter panic mode and wants to get them back up as soon as possible. But here’s the thing: Most often, you’re not actually starving. Chances are, you’ve gone only a few hours without eating, not a few days.