As a part of bread and circuses designed to keep the workers from revolting, an associate's employer bought the staff lunch.
The sandwiches were procured from an establishment that went out of its way to point out that mayo, mustard or catsup would not be available.
Why does everything have to be elevated to the level of some grand struggle poking the average American in the eye regarding the things most of us enjoy?
If you regularly patronize such an establishment, in all likelihood, you are one of these types that believe your own gastronomical peculiarities should be imposed upon everybody else.
If this was just all about free enterprise, wouldn’t the true entrepreneur allow the consumer to make their own policy in regards to condiments?
by Frederick Meekins