Bacteria and Viruses and Diseases...OH MY!
I know this is going to come as a SHOCK to some, but…
YES. If you go to a McDonald’s Playland you WILL find bacteria. Viruses too.
I don’t know if you notice but KIDS use them. The same kids who are walking petri dishes. The same kids who are learning to master the bathroom with varied success and hand washing habits. The same kids who have something constantly running from their nose.
Have you EVER seen an adult in a Playland structure?
I sure as hell have not and I once worked at Mickey D’s.
This is not completely out of left field. I logged on this morning to be greeted by a story about an Arizona woman who has been banned from several McDonald’s in her area because she’s swabbing for bacteria and raising a ruckus.
Personally, if she really wants to make running from PLAYGROUND to playground, spending thousands of her own money to prove something that anyone with two brain cells can figure out her hobby, than peachy keen. Whatever. I think that money and time could be put to better use, but who am I to deny a person their relaxing time?
Oh, and let’s be honest, a Playland structure is a playground. Indoors, outdoors, it doesn’t really matter. It’s a playground.
The thing that killed me were some of the comments.
People HORRIFIED at the revelation that there is bacteria in those suckers.
Really?
Where have you been? Hiding under a rock?
The general solution seemed to be that an employee should be sent into those structures every night and every morning at a bare minimum to sanitize the structure. If not every hour.
Bwahahahahahahahaha!
I can only assume that A) these are people who have never worked at McDonald’s or any other fast food establishment. And B) they never really LOOKED at those structures let alone went fishing a kid out of one. They are made out of tubes. Where kids touch every single, solitary surface. Even the small ones would take all day to even attempt to disinfect.
Or, just thinking out loud here, you could be AWARE of the fact that there are likely to be all kinds of icky things in there and you could not take your kids to Playland if it bothers you that much.
Or you can suck it up and accept that the price you are going to pay for saving your sanity and burning off Junior’s excess energy is that in three days time he’s going to have the sniffles.
As always, it’s your choice.
Perth. From an inspiring victory to a nightmare.
Today, India lost the plot. Yet again. As any realist would say, the best thing we could hope for is avoiding the white-wash. What has gone wrong? We are the world champions, aren’t we? We were world number 1 only a few months back. What has changed from that great victory 3 years back to now?
1.) Where’s the discipline? Where’s the passion?
To look at Australian bowlers bowl is a real treat for any guy who watches cricket. They clearly looked like they have a plan. Balls moving away, balls coming in, balls where they should’ve been pitched.(Girls, keep your dreams off the pitch) Combine this with Sehwag’s little pokes, the element of surprise and dare I say the lack of concentration from our batsmen the match is surely going to end tomorrow.
And to look at Umesh Yadav in the previous test. With a packed offside field, spraying balls on the legside is hardly going to help. He had a good day today. Too late, I’m afraid. See the jelly beans Zak! Knock their heads off Umesh! This place is what made you Ishant! Vinay Kumar, umm.
2.) Opening partnership? What is it?
So, an interesting stat popped up as Ravi Shastri rightly mentions in the last 6 away tests where we were invincibly vincible India changed 5 opening pairs(majorly due to the absence of Sehwag) and averaged 14.62. Yes. You heard it right. Our openers put on less than 200 runs in the last 12 innings. Get a grip boys.
3.) Where’s the Very Very Special?
Don’t get me wrong. I love him. He is class. Pure class. With wrists as functional and play as beautiful as Azharuddin, he comes right up there with world class. But surely the question arises how many more innings does he have left in him.
4.) Have a plan guys. Believe in the plan.
Yes. Bowl it there. You can get it away. Bring it in. Field tight. Practise hard. I know it is too easy to sit here and say so. I’m sorry but the lack of effort and belief showed quite a few times in the series (Clarke’s triple century day, the day after and the first day of Perth to name a few)
5.) Sachin Tendulkar shouldn’t retire. Ever.
Period
Take the game to them.
Sincerely waiting for the World to be painted Blue,
Ya step away from Tumblr for a few hours to go live in the real world...
…and crap hits the fan. This, I assume, is a regular thing on Tumblr.
A few things:
— Separate actors from roles.
— Twitter is not exactly known for being able to express depth of expression.
— No one, from what I can tell, is telling you to stop having an imagination.
— I’m increasingly convinced that Tumblr can be compared to a high school of escalating hormones, hurt feelings over things that never were and mixed signals.
— No one can take your right away to *feel* how *you* feel, yes. But it’s also true that works *both* ways.
— Where I am now? It’s a gorgeous day. Go outside and breathe in some fresh air if you can. Just. Breathe.
…and now, off to do more work. This too shall pass.
New people in EMS
Ok first off if the ink on your card is still wet (you’ve been a provider for less then a year) DO NOT!!! Bitch, complain, say your burnt out, question someone who’s been doing this for a while, and don’t argue with a higher medical authority. These new people have absolutely no respect for anyone. They think they know everything as soon as they get on the ambulance. Back the fuck up. 1. You are not driving. If you need a GPS you haven’t been here long enough. 2. Do not interrupt me when I’m doing my patient assessment that you fail to do on a stable patient cause your lazy. 3. If I ask you to get something I mean get it now not in 5 minutes when you feel like actually doing something.
There’s so many things wrong with hiring new people who just got their cards a month ago and have never been on an ambulance. Congratulations this is the definition of 911 in New York.
As questions. Be confident not cocky. And when your told to do something. Fucking do it.
End of rant.
Its Kind Of A Funny Thing...
It’s a funny thing, when the one person; the one thing that once represented everything good and beautiful in the world, something to believe in, something that gave you random attacks of goosebumps and flutter deep in you. They all of a sudden become, everything that is wrong and fucked up with the world, everything that you resent in a person, kind of becomes that person you had held so close to you. I think that, that’s what sucks. What sucks even more though, is the fact that, that particular person know has to live day in and day out with the fact that they are a being of utter disgust, man-eating ability, and posses qualities to cause there own closest friends to turn and run the other way. Who would want to have themselves related to someone who could without a second doubt, rip away someones foundation, and then sleep around so quickly. Sometimes hearing the worst of news, becomes the best of news. Because it assures you that, you are making the right decision to throw this person out of your life, because there is an endless amount of better people to welcome into your life. It’s so much easier for me to say goodbye and good riddance now that I can see right through all of your bullshit. Literally. GET A CLUE. Everyone, is leaving you, take a look around, the problem isn’t all of the people, it’s you. There’s no better feeling than knowing you are making the right decision, finally, it’s the best. I may be hurt, angry, and beyond pissed off, but at the same time. I am happy for the first time in weeks.
I just, don’t get you. You are heartless. Truly. I don’t understand what you think when you listen to love songs, songs of heartbreak, because sweetheart those songs were written by the artists to express their feelings about people like you. People that come in, and take everything away from them, without a conscious. As someone put it to me, “How could she live with herself?” I don’t know the answer to that question either. I get that this is harsh, hurtful, and a knife into your soul. But guess what? It’s the truth, the truth that you painted. No one did this to you. Not a single, damn thing. I can’t say I didn’t mean to hurt you if you read this, because honestly, it’s the only way I can relate to you what you are doing to yourself, and everyone around you. So when you are all alone, wanting a fresh start, thinking people treat you like shit and leave you behind; know that you are the one that caused it. You are the one that turned these people who loved you so dearly away. I get that it’s, “your life”, “your business”, and “your choices”; but when you keep trying to bring me back into your life, then it becomes my life that is effected. It’s so selfish of you to, to disregard any emotion I would have to the choices you have been making. Like I’m supposed to brush it off. I guess that’s just who you are though, a selfish person. I was always the “giver” and you “the taker”. Goodbye.
