Lunch Experience Part 1

I went crazy at lunch and had burger in Burger King. And why not, abuse the deal, couple of quid, 'treat' myself.

Fast food places are a window on society. Go in one alone, have a bite to eat and just listen, look around, take it all in. It's a fucking cesspit this country.

Two women, young kids. First of all I was a bit more 'OK, fine, but can you get out of my way', as they were using the rides they insist on putting in Burger King (no doubt to brainwash children) like it was Thorpe bloody Park.

By the end though, it was something else.

Overhearing two young scumbag mums shouting 'Come 'ere Tiff, get yer dinner' is bad enough, but when they then start moaning about how they 'Can't get no more money till I send off the birf certificate' was just taking the piss frankly.

You are skint and on the dole and you have kids and, to be spiteful, you need a fucking wash..but you can afford the world's most expensive burger joint. Between them it must have cost easily £15. And the kids were reception age, so, I don't know, school maybe?

What, prey tell, does that say about the welfare system in this country? And, more to the point, what does it say about the people who see it as a way of life?