Band-aid in my mashed potatoes

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There seems to me, a pattern. We hate restauraunts.
Here's another reason to not eat out, or order in.
This past summer my family went out to eat, and my wife found a used band-aid in her mashed potatoes. It was obviously used since it was a cirlce, like a finger.

Any body else have something gross in their restaurant quality food?

And why do they alsways put restaurant quality in the packjages at the supermarket. I hate restaurant food?

And has anybody seen on of those "Caught in the Act" shows. like this guy peeing in the egg-drop soup in a chinese buffet?

That's why I always order a hotdog or a dimsim or mcnuggets or something... at least you know what's in that.

To those of you who take everything literally. This is one of the funniest g'damn things i ever read.

sanityisoverated joked,

This is why I hate sausages. Not because of band aids, but the general gumph and gristly bits.

And my mum loves them. I just don't understand it.

Ewwwwwwwwwwwww!! !

A band-aid in her mashed potatoes? That experience would effectively keep me from ever eating out again.

Or at the very least, never eating mashed potatoes I don't fix myself.



I think the worst I ever experienced (I've been lucky) was finding a bone in my burger which at first glance resembled a tooth and I thought it was mine. That wasn't fun. It was at Applebees when I was about 11. I haven't gone back since.

I also got sick from Boston Market (they had those handrails in front of the counter and I assume a sick person came in and left their germs there where I picked them up) and so I haven't been back there either and to this day I get nauseous when I see their frozen dinners.

I hope you took it back.

I've found a pubic hair in my food once.

Its good if no ones sitting next to me and I am not in the smoking part. And I heard of people finding fingers.

Yes i made them return it and refund our meal including gift certificates to our favorite restaurant.
Not theirs, we won't go back.

Its understandable since how could we not live with the mental picture every time we ate their.

This reminds me of the Kitchen Creations commercial that was on TV a year after Austin Powers came into the World, and TV was becomming very Sexualized in Canada. The man was making some sort of Pasta and he cried, "There's a Hot Dog in my Pasta?!? Oh, no!" It was like he was saying, "I'm not Gay! Honestly...I'm not!" But that's nothing, compared to what you guys have experienced, eating out.

Oh, you are funny!

My worst cases:
finding buckshot in a steak. I took it back to the store and they asked if I wanted to pick out another steak. they also said that it probably happened while the cow was still alive. What difference would that make????

a few years ago I bought some olives from a supermarket and was surprised to find they seemed exceedingly dry. Finally I looked more closely to find that the inside of each olive was coated with mold.