there is nothing that drives me more insane than this. i realize that you can't always try to change people's habits and one should judge oneself and not others...but it still scrapes at me.
i cannot help but see mental images of starving children as plates of uneaten food are fork-shoveled into the trash.
i think this condition i have may have arose from working as a waiter/prep cook/dishwasher at a small restaurant and growing up at the table with a grandfather who lived through the depression and his stories of onion sandwiches.
i cant even begin to imagine how much is wasted the world round each day.