Anyone who thinks ANYTHING cooked in a restaurant deep-fryer is vegan deserves whatever they get, and I hope it's the runs.
I say this because I've been spending too much time on
sf_drama and clicked over to read a comm and found that there's a list of "vegan" items at restaurants - specifically, the one in question was Jack In The Box.
I worked there. I can tell you RIGHT NOW that thought the cooking oil is not meat-based, if you want to be really, really picky about it, they're making the tacos (containing beef) and two kinds of chicken patty (chicken, duh) and probably other meat-based products that I don't remember because thankfully, I can no longer take orders in my sleep and add them up correctly (I used to do that, seriously) in the same fryers.
Or, to put it another way: AHAHAHAHAHAHA ARE YOU FOR FUCKING REAL? WHAT PLANET DO YOU COME FROM?
On the other hand, I have issues with certain kinds of vegans. Those ones (Andy Hurley, please step to the head of the line!) can not only feel free to eat Jack In The Box fries, if they trip and fall face-first into the fryer, I won't be too terribly upset. I don't proselytise about meat, god, or politics. Please do me the same courtesy.
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In other news, mood still foul. I am at least taking a weedwhacker to various things I've said I'll do, so there's that.
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It is extremely depressing to realise that there is a theoretical universe (worse, it's the one I'm standing in) where I could, conceivably, actually LIKE the new Panic! At The Spambot's music. I wasn't even particularly hanging my dislike on any kind of political ideology, I was hanging it on an overwhelming dislike of their lyrics, a desire to punch Brendon in the face for looking like someone else, and a desire to run Ross through a chipper-shredder three or four times because he is, in fact, Ryan Ross.
Two of these problems have just gone away.
I may have to kill someone.
I say this because I've been spending too much time on
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I worked there. I can tell you RIGHT NOW that thought the cooking oil is not meat-based, if you want to be really, really picky about it, they're making the tacos (containing beef) and two kinds of chicken patty (chicken, duh) and probably other meat-based products that I don't remember because thankfully, I can no longer take orders in my sleep and add them up correctly (I used to do that, seriously) in the same fryers.
Or, to put it another way: AHAHAHAHAHAHA ARE YOU FOR FUCKING REAL? WHAT PLANET DO YOU COME FROM?
On the other hand, I have issues with certain kinds of vegans. Those ones (Andy Hurley, please step to the head of the line!) can not only feel free to eat Jack In The Box fries, if they trip and fall face-first into the fryer, I won't be too terribly upset. I don't proselytise about meat, god, or politics. Please do me the same courtesy.
*****
In other news, mood still foul. I am at least taking a weedwhacker to various things I've said I'll do, so there's that.
*****
It is extremely depressing to realise that there is a theoretical universe (worse, it's the one I'm standing in) where I could, conceivably, actually LIKE the new Panic! At The Spambot's music. I wasn't even particularly hanging my dislike on any kind of political ideology, I was hanging it on an overwhelming dislike of their lyrics, a desire to punch Brendon in the face for looking like someone else, and a desire to run Ross through a chipper-shredder three or four times because he is, in fact, Ryan Ross.
Two of these problems have just gone away.
I may have to kill someone.