Being a kid is all about being mortified that you have a thermos.
Which doesn’t even make sense, because that’s just how you transport mac and cheese. There’s no better way to do it. But because you’re a kid and everything about school is a battle with your own embarrassment, you could not be more distressed about having a thermos. People can SEE it. They KNOW you have one. You want to die.
I brought this up with someone recently, and you know what he said?
“I used to be super embarrassed about my cooler.”
I don’t know what is it about temperature-preserving lunch accessories, but my God. They scarred us all.