Sunday, January 22, 2006
Feeling so grossed out
On the weekends I usually don't cook. We either eat out (either at someone's house or at a kid-friendly restaurant) or order food to bring home. Today we ordered Chinese. General Tso's Chicken, Chicken Fried Rice, Chicken Lo Mein, and White Rice. My son and I ate a little bit of everything while my husband fed the girls Chicken Fried Rice and White Rice. As soon as I was done gobbling food, I offered to switch with my husband. The girls love Lo Mein and only I can feed it to them in a non-messy way. However, as I was scooping the Chicken Lo Mein onto a plate, guess what I found in there? A wrapped up BAND-AID!!!! As if it had been wrapped around someone's finger and somehow slid deep inside the dish of Chicken Lo Mein. Yuck! My son and I had already eaten a good portion of this. I felt like throwing up, but due to an irrational fear of vomiting and making a mess of myself, I miraculously didn't. (If I have a choice between vomiting or diarrhea, I choose diarrhea.) I told my husband something had to be done about this, so he called the restaurant they said they would remove the charge for the Lo Mein off the menu. I was like "What? That's it?". Hippie Muslimah Mommy was over at our house when the incident took place and said we should get the whole meal for free because God knows what else could be in the rest of the stuff we ate (although I think the rice dishes were probably fine, still the whole incident freaked us out). So my husband called back and they weren't understanding why we wanted the whole order credited. I said "Why don't you take the Lo Mein dish with the Band-Aid in it down there to the restaurant and tell the manager in front of all the other diners there that you found a BAND-AID in the Lo Mein". Now, it seems the manager understood. They were like "No, please don't bring the food back, we will credit you." After the whole finger in the chili thing, a lot of restaurants are freaked about getting slapped with lawsuits and loss of business from tarnished reputations. Even though we got credited, I still feel grossed out. My son has no clue what happened and went to bed calmly soon after, but I'm up late feeling naseated. I swear if I get sick, I'm calling Eyewitness News.