saw something on facebook that really pissed me off because I worked at McDonalds for three years.
I wonder what percentage of people arguing against a minimum wage hike have never worked a fucking minimum-wage job in their life is.
Last night my mother made a dish for Sunday dinner in honor of a dear family friend who recently passed away. It was broiled bell peppers in olive oil; seasoned with lemon, fresh garlic and a hint of chili. It is meant to be eaten with grilled steak or on sandwiches, but last night it was a quiet prayer from my mom to our Grandma Helen.