I remember one time in grade 9 during our family studies class we were doing a unit on food, and one of the things that we were "learning" about was the proper temperatures to store food in so we could avoid bacteria growth...or some useless shit like that. We learned something along the lines of "In order to kill bacteria you have to store it at temperatures of (fill in temperature)" and "Storing food at a temperature of (fill in temperature) doesn't kill bacteria but causes it to go into a sleep like state". Who really gives a fuck? I was happier before I learned about bacteria and shit. Whatever happened to the good old days where you'd store your food in any way you feel like storing it, and if you got sick it was natural. You'd sleep it off, throw up a bit, and in a few days you'd feel as good as new. None of this bacteria growth bullshit. The days when people were strong, and death between the ages of 1 and 30 was a natural thing to not be grieved over for days on end. Those days are long gone. Nowadays we have a bunch of whiners who cry their eyes out if someone who lived a long and healthy life dies at the ripe age of 90.

Anyways, getting back to the topic of food, I can only imagine the dumbass who sits around making sure that his food is kept at the right temperature to protect himself from germs. He's my next canidate for the guy on the roof.