yeesh,

I had my food service class yesterday. WOO-FUCKING-HOO! 7 hours of sitting in a classroom reviewing stuff I already knew. The thing that bothered me the most was the seeming ineptitude of some of the people there. There were people who didn't know how to fill out a scan-tron sheet. "It's just like filling out a lottery ticket" The instructor said. After that some of them got it. Some people still needed help. I'm pretty sure I passed the test. I was the first one finished. I only needed to score a 70 (I scored a 90 the last time). There was a Japanese woman that I felt sorry for. She couldn't read English, she could speak it quite well. But what really got me was that they had the test in Korean, Mandarin, Urdu, and Hindi, but no Japanese. (You would think in the city with the largest Asian population in the country would be able to accomadate a Japanese person.) Oh, and how is this for irony. During the lunch break I bought a ham sandwich from the vending machine. It was expired, and the ham was BROWN! AT THE GODDAMNED HEALTH DEPARTMENT! I persevered. Doesn't that just make you eat out in Houston?