tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779059.post113591612189919985..comments2023-12-27T15:54:56.998-05:00Comments on YarnEnvy: One Hot Salad BarBethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18225417283932633558noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779059.post-1137638666631941482006-01-18T21:44:00.000-05:002006-01-18T21:44:00.000-05:00That is one of my grocery store pet peeves. Why do...That is one of my grocery store pet peeves. Why do people feel the need to "steal" out of the bulk food as well? And if they're going to steal, why can't they just use the tongs, and steal it without ruining the rest of the stuff? <BR/><BR/>I guess the best we can hope for is that the stuff they steal could be touched and thrown back like by that kid!Elspethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04902156528137763262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779059.post-1136064353748663812005-12-31T16:25:00.000-05:002005-12-31T16:25:00.000-05:00Remember Eddie sampling the sweet potates in Chris...Remember Eddie sampling the sweet potates in Christmas Vacation???<BR/><BR/>And bummer! The baby corn are one of the best parts of the salad bar. Too bad you didn't get there before he did!Singular Stitcheshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06748417392812736919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779059.post-1136047653470558902005-12-31T11:47:00.000-05:002005-12-31T11:47:00.000-05:00Yikes. Definitely avoid the corn in future. And pe...Yikes. Definitely avoid the corn in future. And perhaps subtly suggest to the shop staff that they keep a closer eye on the salad bar...Kirstihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17596274310800647293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779059.post-1135983800684925622005-12-30T18:03:00.000-05:002005-12-30T18:03:00.000-05:00Oh see now I couldn't resist acting all ill-bred (...Oh see now I couldn't resist acting all ill-bred (although not as ill-bred as a baby corn thief!) and saying "What in the sam hill are you doing? YOU ARE STEALING THE BABY CORN!". You know, embarrassing him (and likely myself) in front of God and everybody.Dixiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03051120501450103612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779059.post-1135975604474325442005-12-30T15:46:00.000-05:002005-12-30T15:46:00.000-05:00Well now that is reason #62209 that my phobia of s...Well now that is reason #62209 that my phobia of salad bars is ok!<BR/><BR/>Yuck so sorry that happened to you!Procrastiknitterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03333608564625687338noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779059.post-1135969560183395612005-12-30T14:06:00.000-05:002005-12-30T14:06:00.000-05:00You know I'd be very tempted to give him a piece o...You know I'd be very tempted to give him a piece of my mind, but in the end I guess I'm not the grocery store police. And I'd have to decide if it was worth a fight. I can't figure out why they don't put those things closer to where workers can monitor them. Nor can I figure out why and when common manners went out of style.jenifleurhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14307348086902039941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779059.post-1135955590429173762005-12-30T10:13:00.000-05:002005-12-30T10:13:00.000-05:00Ooh, the baby corn. I have a really hard time with...Ooh, the baby corn. I have a really hard time with salad bars (and baby corn in particular) ever since I saw a girl of about 10 take a baby corn out of the salad bar, take a bite, make a face, and then . . .<BR/><BR/>wait for it . . . <BR/><BR/>throw it back into the salad bar!<BR/><BR/>I was stunned, but managed to say in my very best "grown-up" voice "That is distgusting! You don't do that!" and I threw the salad I was making into the trash. Nasty.Stitchy McYarnpantshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13867016520172239935noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779059.post-1135952995289467772005-12-30T09:29:00.000-05:002005-12-30T09:29:00.000-05:00Gross! I hate when people do stuff like that.Gross! I hate when people do stuff like that.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15636619857368415623noreply@blogger.com