So I’m eating breakfast right now in one of those big Asian ‘food courts’ and I’m very concerned. The noodles I ate were fine – fair enough the guy used his bare hands to pick up the noodles but they went through boiling water so it’s cool. Though in the past I’ve been to these places and have gotten sick afterwards. But what I was really concerned with was the hygiene of the drinks places. I spied an offering of mango juice from across the room and was like ‘yeah score!!’ but then as I was waiting in line, I noticed the woman who was serving was covered in sweat, her face dripping. ‘Fair enough,’ I thought. But then I noticed she was dripping sweat into some poor person’s meal. NEXT!
I ended up getting a can of coke, wiping the hell out of the can and then using a straw.
/obsessed with not dying from food.
- Matt