Dang Mormons

So I have a new restaurant pet peeve, I know it is a long list, but here it is. Freakin hypocritical mormons who eat out on Sunday!! I know, I know, its not that big of a deal right....wrong! Every one I talk to at church gives me that look when I say I have to work on Sunday. You know the look...the -did you just say that you shot your grandmother in the face and lit her on fire- look. Some even go so far as to comment, "Is it really worth it, having a job that makes you work on the Sabbath?" Like I have any choice in the matter. GRRRRRRR! No I have no choice, but you know who does? People that eat out! Specifically those who blatently eat out on Sunday and don't even bother to hide the fact that they are mormon. The BYU t-shirt, or the white shirt without the tie where I can see your garments, and my favorite the Giant CTR ring on your finger...those things don't mean your mormon right? The simple fact is that I haven't worked a Sunday yet here in Utah that I didn't see someone with these tell tale mormon identifiers in my restaurant. It drives me INSANE!!!!!! Okay I'm done. DON'T EAT OUT ON SUNDAY. period.