the date was november 1, 2016. i remember because the stupid parish where my kid had to take ccd classes because he was a public-school boy that turned his back on a catholic education and was surely going straight to hell demanded that he go to church for all saints day. and so we had to manage getting home from work, picking both kids up, and dropping my son off at church. he was pissed. my wife made me go to chipotle to pick something quick up for dinner. i was standing in line, and behind the cashier was a window where you can see a worker taking lettuce that had been soaking in something and putting it in a bowl. she was not wearing gloves - i repeat, she was using her bare f'n hands. so i said something to the casher, who promptly told me that if i had a problem, i could call the manager. she handed me a card with a name and number on it. i called - no answer, and no voicemail. i called like two days later. no answer, and no voicemail.spike wrote:Enjoy your Chipotle burrito bowl for lunch, pal.
two weeks later news broke that there was a listeria outbreak in the area traced to that f'n chipotle.
i haven't had chipotle anywhere since.
