Mind your own beeswax …
I love that Sarah and I get to share a portion of our commute together. Whether it be the bus or the subway, it is enjoyable to spend that precious extra time together before going our separate ways to our respective jobs. Sometimes we spend this time talking. Sometimes we read whatever books we may be reading. Sometimes we make out.
We are an affectionate couple. Ok… we are a very affectionate couple. But we aren’t vulgar or obscene. So I was a bit surprised when a woman on the Metro train the other day snidely told us to be “more considerate of the other passengers.”
“Excuse me?” I said looking over Sarah’s shoulder at this harpy sitting behind where we stood.
“You should be more considerate of the other passengers,” she repeated glancing around her as if looking for support.
“All I am doing is showing affection for the woman I love,” I said with a smile on my face, hugging Sarah closer to me.
She mumbled something else about being married and understanding, but continued to cop an attitude and say more stupid things.
“You have a newspaper. Why don’t you read it and mind your own business?” I finally told her.
She rustled her Washington Times and Sarah and I went back to showering each other with affection. A few stops later Ms. Buttinsky slinked off in a huff.
Thems fightin’ words, Billy-Joe-Ray-Bob …
What happens when you combine alcohol, trailer parks, religion, Texans and fire arms? One “friend” shooting another in an argument over who would go to heaven and who would go to hell.
I would say this concludes our reports on chlorine for the gene pool, but I doubt that is the case.
Wake up and smell the french fries …
I recently read on some site or another a list of alleged warnings for products that most people with half a brain would consider to be silly to have to point out. Warnings such as “remove child before folding” on a stroller. Or containers of peanuts that warn the consumer that the product contains nuts. Or sleep aid medicines that state that the product may cause drowsiness.
You get the picture.
Today I read an article on the BBC News Web site about a group of overweight Americans who are suing the the big four of fast food—McDonalds, Burger King, Wendy’s and Kentucky Fried Chicken—claiming these companies knowingly served meals that cause obesity and disease. The lawsuit claims that the companies “misled customers by enticing them with greasy, salty and sugary food.”
One of the plaintiffs in the suit, Caesar Barbar, claims that the fast food industry has “wrecked his life.” You see, Mr. Barbar “always thought [fast food] was good for you” and “never thought there was anything wrong with it.” It wasn’t until after Mr. Barbar’s had two heart attacks and his doctor told him to change his diet that he realised the connection between fatty, greasy, sodium-drenched food and his health problems.
Logically, it is the companies who “enticed” him who are to blame.