I have a little problem

With meat. Specifically with sausage.

I spend all day making muffins and other sweet treats, shaping bagels and breads. And my customers tell me of their problems with such items- the loaf of bread that doesn't make it home or the irresistible urge that forces them to eat the entire bag of pastries just outside the bakery door. Many of them wonder how I can work in such a toxic environment all day and not eat all my profits.

Well, there's a simple explanation for all that. I really don't look forward to tasting the sweets I make. Sure I get sweet cravings from time to time- but it kills me to be sure the buttercream is okay. It makes my teeth hurt.

Now, on the other hand, I can't walk past the hot dogs in the supermarket without salivating. They're gross, I know. They are bad for me and they always look better than they taste. In the store I stock only family crafted, small batch,lovingly raised pork. It is what I would eat all the time if I could. However, I have just sank my life into feeding everyone else's food problems- I must try to sell those buggers before I devour them blindly. So, when in Walmart tonight shopping for food coloring, when I spotted keilbasa on sale for $2.50 I couldn't resist. Throw it on the grill and eat it with mustard in a crappy roll from the market. If only I could live with the shame of eating the whole package.