In my relative short life of 47 years, I pretty much feel I'm playing roulette each and every time I eat out. Unfortunately sometimes needs must, and I have to eat the swill called fast food at times.
My placebo cure has been a snort of something over 40% alcohol after fast food as soon as I get home.
I've got stories beyond the pale, just being observant to what takes place behind the counter's. I've never worked in a fast food, I just watch. I once watched KFC shovel mac and cheese back on a tray with a dust pan and put it back up on the rack, and scoop a spoon full up for the drive through...I was actually blessed by this event as I made my wife and daughter watch, he-he so no more KFC for me
. Uggh. -WW