hangry

/ˈhæŋgrɪ/

adjective -grier, -griest

1.         (jocular) irritable as a result of feeling hungry

Word Origin

blend of hungry and angry

            You know that feeling you get once you step outside of your last class of the day? The sense of accomplishment, the sheer joy of knowing that you’ve completed all your academic goals for the day, and now you have the whole day ahead of you! Then suddenly it hits you: You’re unfulfilled. All that hard work and grueling hours seem pointless and you can’t really explain why. For some reason you feel empty inside. You know what that feeling is? Hunger. You know why you feel empty? Probably because you haven’t eaten anything since breakfast, and your insatiable urge to dive face first into the first thing that looks remotely edible is beginning to overcome you.  But let’s control those urges. You may feel a little irritable; you might even get a little hangry, but now you’ve set your course on a one-way trip to complete and utter satisfaction.  

            You start to feel like you’ve wasted your time even considering walking to your car so you bump that pace up to a quick brisk. You’re almost to your car and without any sort of warning a 2016 C Class Mercedes Benz traveling at approximately 30mph, nearly side swipes you while making a blind right turn into your path. This does not deter you. As a matter a fact you don’t even blink an eye.  There’s a war going on inside of your stomach and you’re on the losing side. It’s time to make haste and settle the score.

            You’re finally inside your car and feverishly fumble your keys as you attempt to key into the ignition. You look into the rear view mirror to find a clear path as you simultaneously back out of your space.  You’ve managed to successfully reach the entrance of the parking structure with no obstacle preventing you to get to where you need to be. Then you realize something very unsettling. Amidst all the chaos there is a calm before the storm, and the eye of it is staring back at your empty glance. The infuriating age old question that any food connoisseurs hope to never find asking themselves:

“WHAT AND WHERE AM I GOING TO EAT?”