It’s all McDonald’s. All day, every day.
Last Saturday, fast-food workers held a convention in Villa Park, Illinois whereby they voted to unionize and collectively demand a $15 per hour wage.
I worked for free for a year to even be considered for a paid internship.
I’m so hungry now.
“Every aspect of the interaction blew my mind.”
I’m never eating at a McDonalds in Japan.
“I’m making myself a salad tonight… is there a Whole Foods near here?”
“One time, a fat kid. not just a kind of chubby, but morbidly obese 2-300 lbs 12-year-old decided he wanted to go in…”
In the final analysis it’s impractical and impossible to live one’s life without inflicting suffering upon another living being to some extent.
You all know that ONE sauce that you physically cannot live a happy life without?