We went to Captree today and I went inside to order a hot dog. I specified mustard and sauerkraut, and the young man wh9 seemed to have trouble processing the previous customer’s credit card charged me $5.43. He went to the grill, where a sleepy girl was in charge of the frankfurters, and put a luke warm hot dog in the bun. He then neatly spread sauerkraut over it and topped that with mustard.
When I got ourside, I found the sauerkraut was cold, and the mustard covered it like a cold blanket. I was already in the car, and what the heck, I’d offered God worse penances before.
Civilization 