remember them days @ DCs where we'd all get up at some god awful hour to make hoagies for the lunch time crowd?
and shasta was the cola of choice?
does anyone know how those vendors were negotiated? was it a jw on the other side, say, the bread provided for the hoagies, if someone made 1/2 cent off of every hoagie in the usa they'd be millionaires after one run of DCs.
or was it society provided?
it's so funny, they're giving talks on the harms of smoking, and clogging everyone's arteries at lunch.
AND CONSPIRACY THEORY:
all that food ended up constipating me after the first day....was that a plan to keep the people in their seats. by day four i had to take a laxative...even though i was a teen.
segue, what about all them bathroom attendents? i have a hard enough time relaxing to go in a public restroom, but when a 'humble volunteer' directs me to where i need to poo all i could think about what, he totally knows i'm pooing and for how long.
and those poor sisters...did they just think, hmm, i'm most likely going to have a BM in an hour, so time to get in line for the bathroom.
anyway, all that food had to be a profit to the society somehow.