Some people aspire to be athletes. I don't personally understand them, but I certainly see the appeal. Other people want to be actors or musicians. Again, and admirable goal, and a reasonable thing to strive for. And some of us just have something we're really passionate about, like medicine or animals, and we work hard to make a living out of the thing we love. All of these things are perfectly fine, because they give us something important in our lives to strive for. And then there are the people who want to be competitive eaters, and those people scare the hell out of me. Usually, I try to have an open mind about these kinds of things. You know, I try to remember that just because I don't understand something doesn't mean other people can't enjoy it, but there is no excuse for how disgusting and wasteful competitive eating is.
What kind of child does it take to say "That's what I want to do with my life"? Probably not a very well-adjusted one. Your parents would probably be pretty damn disappointed in you. While all of your friends were outside playing, you'd be seeing how many pieces of fried zucchini you could eat in thirty seconds. They'd probably send you off to a boarding school to try and stop you from being such a weirdo. Your two possible futures would be competitive eating and food-themed supervillain.
People often make jokes about how people in third-world countries would be shocked by ideas like "appetizers", where we eat food before we eat food. One can only imagine what the reaction would be to competitive eating. "Oh yeah, he eats like 50 hot dogs in a minute. What? Oh no, it's incredibly painful for him. He doesn't even really like hot dogs. Hmm? Oh, because we pay him to do it." I don't think there are many things that are more stereotypically "American" than that, with the possible exception of "competitive eating but also there's guns".
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