Mmm, Gummi Bears....

So, the other day I wanted to go across town and Doro had the only working car and we have a bus stop near our house so I decide to take the bus.

It's ok. Newer bus than when I used to drive them but still seems to be the same old same old.

After transferring to a new bus I found myself furthest back of the 3 passengers on the bus. A few seats in front of me is a rather large guy with 2 grocery bags. I don't think he realized I was on the bus.

I watched him stick his foot out and nudge something in the aisle. Then he reached down and picked it up. I saw it was a Gummi Bear that at least one person had stepped on. It was covered in bus grime.

He made a perfunctory effort at wiping it off and then I saw him do a nonchalant head turn to see if anybody was watching him. He didn't check his six though.  Then he slyly put his hand up to wipe his lip and popped that old bus Gummi Bear into his mouth.  I watched him chewing on it.

I liked Gummi Bears when I was a kid.  I probably like em now too but I try to avoid that sort of thing.  It's been a long time, if ever, that I would have picked one up off the floor of a bus and eaten it.

Mmm, Gummi Bears....

So, the other day I wanted to go across town and Doro had the only working car and we have a bus stop near our house so I decide to take the bus.

It's ok. Newer bus than when I used to drive them but still seems to be the same old same old.

After transferring to a new bus I found myself furthest back of the 3 passengers on the bus. A few seats in front of me is a rather large guy with 2 grocery bags. I don't think he realized I was on the bus.

I watched him stick his foot out and nudge something in the aisle. Then he reached down and picked it up. I saw it was a Gummi Bear that at least one person had stepped on. It was covered in bus grime.

He made a perfunctory effort at wiping it off and then I saw him do a nonchalant head turn to see if anybody was watching him. He didn't check his six though.  Then he slyly put his hand up to wipe his lip and popped that old bus Gummi Bear into his mouth.  I watched him chewing on it.

I liked Gummi Bears when I was a kid.  I probably like em now too but I try to avoid that sort of thing.  It's been a long time, if ever, that I would have picked one up off the floor of a bus and eaten it.

One reason why Taco Bell can make you sick.

This is a totally true story.
superhappytime liked my Gummi Bear story and this one is similar so here ya go.

Many years ago I stopped by the Taco Bell to pick up a quick dinner.  I went through the drive thru, which was quite crowded due to the time of day.

I speak into the microphone and make my order and slowly, car by car, make my way to the pick up window.

When I am one car back I can see the pick up window clearly.  I watch as they process the order of the car in front of me.

Because they are so busy they appear to have all the employees doing one job.  One young girl is the cashier at the drive up window and another is the order fetcher.  She gets the receipt ticket and goes deeper into the Taco Bell to put everything that was ordered into the bag and then hands it out to the customer.  Apparently they do this to keep the girl who is being the cashier from touching any food with her money begrimed hands.  Money is pretty dirty.  If you had people handing you money for hours at a time your hands would get pretty nasty.

I appreciated the attempt at sanitary food handling on the part of the Taco Bell employees.

Except....

The guy stationed at the drink dispenser.  His job was to get the drink orders, scoop ice into the cup with the metal scoop provided, fill the cup up with the correct beverage, put the lid on it and set it out for the order fetcher girl to grab when she needed it.

He was a big guy.  You've seen his type at the fast food place before, if you've ever been there. 

It was a hot day, I could see the sweat beaded on his brow.  I sat in my car and was glad I hadn't ordered a drink because I didn't want to get a drink that might have ice that he sweated on in it.

Then I noticed that he was not using the ice scoop to scoop up the ice out of the ice maker and into the cups.  No, in order to speed things up, he was scooping the ice directly into the cup using his bare hand.

Ewww. I was extra glad I hadn't ordered anything to drink.  Where was the manager of this place?  He should not be scooping ice with his bare hands like that.  Somebody should do something.

Then, the coup de grace.  What he did next made me forget about sweat dropping into the ice machine off his forehead.

As the car in front of me pulled out and I started pulling in to pick up my order I saw him reach behind with his ice scooping hand (he was facing away from me), shove his bare hand down the back of his pants and give his ass a good, long, hard scratch.  Under the underwear ass scratch.  On his sweaty ass.  Then he pulled that stank hand out of his pants and scooped another batch of ice into a cup with it. 

I didn't stop to pick up my order.  I just followed the car in front of me out of there.

Maybe I should have stopped and said something to the manager at that point but I just wanted to get the fuck out of there before I got sick.

One reason why Taco Bell can make you sick.

This is a totally true story.
superhappytime liked my Gummi Bear story and this one is similar so here ya go.

Many years ago I stopped by the Taco Bell to pick up a quick dinner.  I went through the drive thru, which was quite crowded due to the time of day.

I speak into the microphone and make my order and slowly, car by car, make my way to the pick up window.

When I am one car back I can see the pick up window clearly.  I watch as they process the order of the car in front of me.

Because they are so busy they appear to have all the employees doing one job.  One young girl is the cashier at the drive up window and another is the order fetcher.  She gets the receipt ticket and goes deeper into the Taco Bell to put everything that was ordered into the bag and then hands it out to the customer.  Apparently they do this to keep the girl who is being the cashier from touching any food with her money begrimed hands.  Money is pretty dirty.  If you had people handing you money for hours at a time your hands would get pretty nasty.

I appreciated the attempt at sanitary food handling on the part of the Taco Bell employees.

Except....

The guy stationed at the drink dispenser.  His job was to get the drink orders, scoop ice into the cup with the metal scoop provided, fill the cup up with the correct beverage, put the lid on it and set it out for the order fetcher girl to grab when she needed it.

He was a big guy.  You've seen his type at the fast food place before, if you've ever been there. 

It was a hot day, I could see the sweat beaded on his brow.  I sat in my car and was glad I hadn't ordered a drink because I didn't want to get a drink that might have ice that he sweated on in it.

Then I noticed that he was not using the ice scoop to scoop up the ice out of the ice maker and into the cups.  No, in order to speed things up, he was scooping the ice directly into the cup using his bare hand.

Ewww. I was extra glad I hadn't ordered anything to drink.  Where was the manager of this place?  He should not be scooping ice with his bare hands like that.  Somebody should do something.

Then, the coup de grace.  What he did next made me forget about sweat dropping into the ice machine off his forehead.

As the car in front of me pulled out and I started pulling in to pick up my order I saw him reach behind with his ice scooping hand (he was facing away from me), shove his bare hand down the back of his pants and give his ass a good, long, hard scratch.  Under the underwear ass scratch.  On his sweaty ass.  Then he pulled that stank hand out of his pants and scooped another batch of ice into a cup with it. 

I didn't stop to pick up my order.  I just followed the car in front of me out of there.

Maybe I should have stopped and said something to the manager at that point but I just wanted to get the fuck out of there before I got sick.