So I ate Burger King Friday night. I did savor that sloppy cheese whopper taste and crisp onion rings. The fries sucked as much as I remembered, and to think my manager at Burger King had called it stealing food when I took a fry from the frier 7 years ago when I worked my first job at Burger King. After working that lowly job and getting 0 respect and 0 benefits I decided I would try very very hard to not end up working at a job that offered crap pay, 0 benefits, and 0 respect. But the bad work experience (which was a much needed learning experience and kick in the butt to succeed in life) was not why I boycotted Burger King for 2 whole years. Not since Sept 4th, 2001, exactly 1 week before the September 1th attacks.My mother would habitally eat burger king , probably at leats once a week, she was grossly fat, and didn't care. She suffered a heart attack in the cold, ugly bathroom of Burger King. I've been crazed to even drive by one at first, but then my fear slowly died down... got to face it sometime, and I did.

I've got a weight problem. ;(