Those plastic gloves you wear are meant to keep your germs off the food. So holding your cell phone to your head while wearing the gloves (I appreciate you switching the phone to your other gloved hand while you worked the slicer...I'm sure you noticed me gaping in horror staring) sort of defeats the purpose. What else do you do while wearing the gloves, I wonder?
Shake hands with the customers?
Oh my.
I'm...sorry I saw all that.
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Dear Guy Behind The Deli Counter,
Tags: food, germs, gross things, how I suspect all of New York will someday be killed, July 2008, neighborhood, OCD
Posted by BrideOfPorkins at 5:52:00 PM
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