Stuff

So, first thing is first, I want to rant a little about the people who come into Subway and while getting the worst possible kinds of sandwiches (in the way of fat) claim to be eating healthy because it's Subway. You. Have. To. Make. It. Healthy. It being Subway has no bearing on whether or not it's good for you. Any Italian bread or variations there-of are bad for you. Cheese is bad for you. Most of the dressings are bad for you. Pork is bad for you. Beef is bad for you. If you want to eat healthy at Subway, I have a recommendation for you:
Bread: Wheat or Honey Oat 6 inch.
Meat: Turkey (this is the best meat for you, and if your Subway has it, one of the subs of the day.)
Cheese: NONE
Veggies Pre-Toast: Jalaps, Banana Peppers, and Bell Peppers.
Veggies Post-Toast: Lettuce, Pickles, and Tomatoes (if I'm in the mood for them).
Dressing: Yellow Mustard (which is fat free).
There you go. A healthy sandwich. If you feel the need to get chips and a drink, I recommend staying away from the soda. If you're a tea person, good for you. Otherwise stick to either water, the light lemonade, or if you Subway has it, powerade.
What brings this on? Well, just the other day I had a customer get a philly cheese steak (which comes standard with double cheese) on Italian herbs and cheese, lots of salt and pepper and lots of mayo. And then told his companion he was eating healthy because it was Subway. Now, I have no problem at all if you WANT to eat a little unhealthily. Subway IS a fast food place, after all, but at least admit to yourself you're eating what you're eating.
Second on my list is that my mother just dropped by with some groceries. She's apparently gotten herself a job at a grocery store. Which is paying her minimum wage. =/ Don't get me wrong, there's two less mouths to feed, and two less people using utilities, but there's still five people living under that one roof. And while my grandfather gets retirement and social security and what-not, I don't know if it's enough and I worry. She's back on government assistance, which I know is killing her. She was so happy to be off of food stamps and now she has to go back to it, all because some old bitch at Buxton didn't like that she was friends with Judy (my mother's boss), so pulled some strings to get her fired. But she said, "I might as well use it to get you some food, I know you're probably struggling as well." That's my mother. She could be near bankruptcy, but thinking about us instead. I hope I can be as selfless some day.