Why yes, I can make anything you say into a sexual reference

06/12/2009

Lol I'm in a great mood. I've been since yesterday which is wonderful. Something occurred to me. They bitch and complain when people who cook don't wear gloves. While I was working backline at Hardee's for my training on Wednesday we all wore gloves and that got me wondering just how clean are the gloves anyway? I mean they come out of a cardboard box. Where were they before they were put in that box. How do we know they are cleaner then our hands are? I think safety things like gloves lull people into a false sense of security, because when you see someone wearing gloves while making food you automatically think its cleaner and safer. And maybe it is. But what about that one person who scratches his/her ass with those gloves on and then makes your food? Have you ever really thought about that? I honestly wish I hadn't just thought about it cause now its kinda gross to think about. I don't really believe I want to eat food anywhere but at home. But how safe is any food that you didn't see bought and prepared? I think about these things from time to time wondering how naive people are. Especially those who went from Ivy League colleges right into that college law firm internship without working lower class jobs. Are you sure that steak you just paid for at that high class resturant is safe? Do you know for sure they didn't marinate it with some kind of bug on it? The things I have seen done at grocery stores, cheese sitting warm all day and then just tossed back in the cooler, things that have thawed out being tossed back into the freezer, hamburger meat soaked in blood just to make it look red. I mean come on!! Its gross in my opinion. All this is done to save a dollar or two. Is it really worth it? I don't know, I just work at these places, I don't do the budgets. I do have to say that where I work now they follow procedure more then any other place I've ever worked for including Wal-mart.

Now that I've officially grossed everyone out, onto the real topic of my blog. Ok so yesterday could have been a really bad day if I'd have let it. But I made a pros and cons list, the cons won and I made some changes so now I can make that list and the pros win. That's how its supposed to be. I've pretty much established that I'm not taking anymore shit. Doctor upped one of my meds so I've been pretty mellow and I'm starting to see things as how they should be, not as how people had been painting them. I kept thinking there had to be something wrong with me, but DUH there isn't anything wrong with me, I'm just surrounded by people who I'm not happy being around. I keep them around to stop from being alone but in retrospect I would rather be alone then stuck in emotional turmoil wondering what will happen next. I was just messaging people randomly on myspace last night, too restless to sleep, just trying to find anyone to talk too. Apparently I'm not the only one in my situation and I made a few friends, male and female who are pretty much as fed up as I am. I like that. I need to surround myself with people who don't want the drama and bullshit. I shouldn't have to fit for attention, I shouldn't even have to seek it out when I'm in a relationship. You either want to be with them or you don't. And my advice to anyone reading this, stop fucking with other people's heads. You don't love someone one day and then not love them the next. No the sex just wasn't what you wanted or you weren't getting your way so you turned it off. It never was there, you only spread it around to get what you wanted. Get over yourselves. Stop stringing people around for your own personal gain. Gawd ppl make me so mad sometimes. I'll eventually find someone who I care about who cares about me the same way. I'm going to stop lowering my standards so I'm not alone. If that means I keep the same fuck buddies until I'm 30 then so be it. No more dating guys who don't know what they want, who don't know anything, if the words I DON'T KNOW are spoken from his mouth more then once in a conversation he's evading the subject and needs to get fucking stepping cause I'm not dealing with his crap. Oh it feels sooooooo good right now finally building some boundaries, making some steps in the right direction. Take that for some shit lol.