Well...I can do you one better, although that is right foul.
A few years ago I was in a McDonald's. (I was only buying a milkshake-haven't eaten there in three years and never will again.) It was right around Halloween, and while I was in line three teenaged guys came in wearing costumes.
The last one to come in was wearing a cowboy hat, cowboy boots, a furry vest....and a strategically placed sock, if you get me. And that was it. I have no idea how he was keeping the sock on, and felt it impolite to stare.
He walked up to the counter, with his bare backside flapping in the breeze, and said to the counter girl "Hi, I have a shirt and shoes on, can I get some service?"
(OK, I admit I totally laughed at that).
I hate to think of all the nasty particles and hairs he was spreading around in there. I left without my shake, obviously.
I read this article and they said they disinfected the sink and "Discarded" the utensils that were in the sink. Maybe they know now where all of the missing utensils went???
My tummy gets so queasy at just the thought of this article that you're recommending, that I'll just take your word for it :) I gave up fast food cold turkey after working as a paralegal. We didn't sue a restaurant, but we had an insurance claim made by a landlord. There wasn't an inch of house in his tenant's home that was not soiled by dog, cat or rat excrement. The tenant's job? The head manager for a local McDonald's. I figured if she could live in those conditions, there wouldn't be a single hygenic situation at work that would be cause for her concern. Just thinking about it sets off my gag reflex.
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Oh that is WRONG. Ew ew ew ew....
Well...I can do you one better, although that is right foul.
A few years ago I was in a McDonald's. (I was only buying a milkshake-haven't eaten there in three years and never will again.) It was right around Halloween, and while I was in line three teenaged guys came in wearing costumes.
The last one to come in was wearing a cowboy hat, cowboy boots, a furry vest....and a strategically placed sock, if you get me. And that was it. I have no idea how he was keeping the sock on, and felt it impolite to stare.
He walked up to the counter, with his bare backside flapping in the breeze, and said to the counter girl "Hi, I have a shirt and shoes on, can I get some service?"
(OK, I admit I totally laughed at that).
I hate to think of all the nasty particles and hairs he was spreading around in there. I left without my shake, obviously.
A bare backside flapping? That's hilarious...
I have a far nicer article for you though, on the Slow Food Victory Garden.
http://slowfoodnation.org/blog/2008/07/14/the-victory-garden-is-planted/
I read this article and they said they disinfected the sink and "Discarded" the utensils that were in the sink. Maybe they know now where all of the missing utensils went???
probably some fool like me will think it's a great deal to get all those discarded utensils at a yard sale...
My tummy gets so queasy at just the thought of this article that you're recommending, that I'll just take your word for it :) I gave up fast food cold turkey after working as a paralegal. We didn't sue a restaurant, but we had an insurance claim made by a landlord. There wasn't an inch of house in his tenant's home that was not soiled by dog, cat or rat excrement. The tenant's job? The head manager for a local McDonald's. I figured if she could live in those conditions, there wouldn't be a single hygenic situation at work that would be cause for her concern. Just thinking about it sets off my gag reflex.
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