napkinFor lunch today, I ended up with my boss and a coworker at Godfather’s Pizza. For those of you that know me, I try to avoid pizza at all costs; I just really don’t care for it much for whatever reason. So, I rarely end up at a pizza place and don’t know the drill. I was given a plate, went through the buffet and stopped by the station to get knives and forks and such. I thought I was doing well until I was derailed by the napkins. Not only did they have something for me to read instead of just wipe my hands on, they were a bit rude. It made me begin to contemplate what others might have on their hands that might make one print this disclosure. In any case… eww.