Small World and A Little Disgusting

Home from Curves, and guess what. The kid who searched for cigarette butts yesterday (See Carol's Corner ) was back today . . . with another kid . . . not looking for butts . . . the two of them carrying a large bucket or pan. 

So. Apparently, they work at Northern Lights, the cafe around the other corner from Curves. And how do I feel about that? Some kid who works at a food preparation place smokes other people's cigarette butts. He probably steps out back on his break to do just that. And Judy has invited me/any who would like to eat at Northern Lights next Wednesday. I'm not inclined towards it at this moment.

Someone said, "If we knew what went on at restaurants, we'd never eat out." Someone besides me. 

Someone else said, "Yeah. Don't ever send food back."

There you have it.