What is the World Coming To

I saw a woman working in a local hamburger joint a few days ago. Gosh, she had rings in her lips, tongue, and nose. Then, I saw the cook wipe his hands over his hair and wipe the sweat from his brow. I just could not order a hamburger at that place. I went home and put a frozen dinner in the oven. In some ways, I craved some good old Army chow. What is the world coming to?