Ah, health food! I hope you know that you're gonna burn in hell for trafficking in coagulated rape!
I saw some raw foodies being interviewed on TV not too long ago. ("You see this lettuce leaf? This is actually a taco shell!" No, it's a fucking lettuce leaf, you nitwit!) Is dehydrating your food really any healthier than eating a slice of pita bread? And what about foods like tomatoes that only release the essential nutrients after they've been cooked?
I must admit to feeling a certain satisfaction knowing that all of the losers who insisted on eating carob all these years now have egg (er... egg substitute) on their faces, since the trans fat in carob is even worse for you than chocolate. Heh! :)
I got to see some great customer freakouts on Saturday. Must have been the full moon. One man was screaming obscenities at the cashier at the newsstand, who started screaming back at him. The two of them were trading racial epithets for several minutes. Then I went into the drug store, and a man got into a rather heated "discussion" with the pharmacist, and was refusing to leave ("I'm sorry, SIR, but I have no record of your prescription. But I would be HAPPY to look for it, AGAIN, if you would please step aside for a moment...") And then a fight broke out involving a couple of street preachers. That's always exciting.
P.S. Did I ever tell you the story about the mentally-disturbed patron who came into my workplace brandishing a suitcase full of Hostess Fruit Pies?
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Date: 2003-07-14 12:51 pm (UTC)I saw some raw foodies being interviewed on TV not too long ago. ("You see this lettuce leaf? This is actually a taco shell!" No, it's a fucking lettuce leaf, you nitwit!) Is dehydrating your food really any healthier than eating a slice of pita bread? And what about foods like tomatoes that only release the essential nutrients after they've been cooked?
I must admit to feeling a certain satisfaction knowing that all of the losers who insisted on eating carob all these years now have egg (er... egg substitute) on their faces, since the trans fat in carob is even worse for you than chocolate. Heh! :)
I got to see some great customer freakouts on Saturday. Must have been the full moon. One man was screaming obscenities at the cashier at the newsstand, who started screaming back at him. The two of them were trading racial epithets for several minutes. Then I went into the drug store, and a man got into a rather heated "discussion" with the pharmacist, and was refusing to leave ("I'm sorry, SIR, but I have no record of your prescription. But I would be HAPPY to look for it, AGAIN, if you would please step aside for a moment...") And then a fight broke out involving a couple of street preachers. That's always exciting.
P.S. Did I ever tell you the story about the mentally-disturbed patron who came into my workplace brandishing a suitcase full of Hostess Fruit Pies?