I never realized that honey bottling is a profession. I knew that somehow the honey made its way from the combs to, hopefully, some kind of filter, to a tiny, hollow plastic shaped bear or glass jar, but I never stopped to consider those individuals that make it possible. Without them, I would not have honey staring at me at the grocery shelves, threatening me with its gooey eyes to buy it or else. I never do because, frankly, I think I can take down honey in an instant but, still. I wouldn't mind being a ketchup package-r. Who puts the ketchup into those little packets? or who fills those tubs that whataburger has? Condiments are never going out of style. I need to start a business.