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-L.
 
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Elaine Parrish wrote:
> Oh, wow, can I relate to this! A lot of people who have never cooked
> commerically don't even realize they are doing it. With friends and
> family, I just try to ignore it. That seems better to me than saying,
> "Excuse me, could I have a piece of cake that you *haven't* slobbered all
> over?" Usually, I skip dessert.
>
> One that makes me nuts is birthday cake. Set the cake down, light the 400
> candles, have the birthday boy or girl blow on it 3 or 4 times and when
> he/she can't do the job, 2 or 3 other people step forward to help. Oh,
> yeah, baby, give me a really big piece of that cake! This is always the
> most fun when it is at the office. And, please, oh please, buy those
> candles that won't blow out so everybody gets a chance to prove that they
> *can* get the candles to stay out.


Just nasty. When I worked, I never ate communal food at work. People
would stand over the food trays and eat, despite the fact that plates,
silverware and napkins were provided. We even had double-dippers.
These were highly educated scientists, all world-travellers. You'd
think they'd be a bit more in-tune with hygiene., not to mention
etiquette.

>
> But the very, very worst for me are those with the motto, "love me, love
> my dog". I hate to be somewhere and have the person sitting in the chair
> holding the family pet and then say, "I made some cookies",
> only to bypass the sink and go straight for the cookies with those bare,
> unwashed hands.
>
> A number of years ago, my SIL came for some holiday and brought her two
> little lap dogs. I left her in the den, sitting on the floor playing with
> the fur babies and went to the kitchen to check whatever I was cooking. I
> washed my hands and then stirred the pot. About that time, she came around
> the corner with an empty glass in her hand and headed straight for my ice
> maker bin ( in the days before ice-from-the-door). Without even realizing
> it, I called out, very urgently and loudly, I'm afraid, "NO!" She stopped,
> I crossed the kitchen quickly, took her glass, and said, in a more polite
> voice, "I'll get it for you, dear. You've been playing with the dogs." It
> seemed to take her a minute to understand what I was saying. boo, hiss.
>
> Elaine, too


Thank you. And I took major shit in another thread for saying I use
antibacterial wipes and a cart cover on the shopping cart before I
place my baby in it.

-L.