...for some good old-fashioned soap box venting. I think that I will periodically revisit this topic whenever the need arises.
Vent #1 What's really sad about this particular vent is that I blogged about it on my pre-baby blog which I have since deleted. But it's become SO much worse that I have to revisit the subject. What exactly is the deal with the current hostage situation between fast food restaurants and their precious, precious condiments? Why am I being forced to beg for condiments? Is there some sort of ketchup crisis that I am not aware of? I had to physically shove my bag back to the lady at the window today and ask for a lot of ketchup and she then gave me 2 packets. So then I shoved it back and asked for more. I can't decide if this is a money saving thing or a time saving thing but I am making it my mission to make sure that it takes twice the amount of time then if they had just asked if I wanted condiments in the first place!!! Do people not eat ketchup up with fries any more? Have I missed this development? This is the United States of Sweet America and I am not going to take it any more!
Vent #2 What's with the dead sea salt people at the mall? I don't want your lotion!!! Now they have decided to get sneaky and instead of asking if you'd like to try the lotion they say "Can I ask you something?" to which I happily reply Nope! and keep on walking.
Vent #3 Rick Mitchell. Rick, I know that it's going to possibly rain 6 days from now in Northern Kansas and that this information is vitally important to our continued existence, but does this information necessitate interrupting Miss Oprah everyday? I don't think it does Rick. The other two weathermen break into programming when there is actually bad weather. Why don't we try that on for size? A new season of Lost is about to start and I will hurt you if you interrupt it to tell me it's windy outside.