Bolt!
I think I had mentioned that a lesson learned was to GET DELIVERY when YOU ARE EFFING SICK, instead of going to the grocery store like you are some kind of superhero.
So I did.
I got delivery from a place I always get. I got what I always get, which are veggie balls (heh I said balls). They are spicy. Spicy is good. Veggie balls are good. Food is good. Right? NO.
I bit into a veggie ball and got…A BOLT.
HOLY. SHIT. Seriously. Those are my veggie balls (heh I keep saying balls). That is a BOLT. Luckily I did not bite ON the bolt. It went into my facehole, and then immediately sunk to the bottom of my mouth and I thought…hmm…what is this thing. Is it a rock? NO. IT’S A BOLT.
So the good news is that it wasn’t rusty. The bad news WAS THAT IT WAS IN MY VEGGIE BALLS.
So I called the manager, who was so apologetic and very sweet and made ammends. And I’ll keep ordering from this place again, but I was like “you know, these things happen…I guess.” So he says,
“I know this is going to sound weird, but…can you give me the bolt?”
“What?”
“Do you still have it? I want to show the kitchen.”
“Yeah sure, but…it was in my mouth, is that OK?”
“I don’t care where it’s been. This should not have happened.”
So, I wrapped it up in plastic wrap. You know. To go. He sent over a delivery person to pick up the bolt.
But, hey, good news, I’m still sick.
Although misguided, we must applaud the good people of NY for attempting to fortify your foods. I know what they were thinking “This raw iron will bring Annie back to her normal self; allow her to continue crushing people like little walnuts.”
I can only imagine what you would have written if you got a “nut” instead.
PS: you should have ordered the “Veggie Boltless Balls” instead.
Dude. You should have never given him the blot. This picture alone won’t hold up in court. What if your broken tooth breaks again? You will never be able to sue him without the bolt. Just sayin’…
i’m hoping the take-out dude’s brother is NOT a dentist or something…that would be less than savory!
it’s great that you are feeling good enough to eat take-out BUT sucks that you are still sick…FEEL BETTAAAAH!
omfg.
My mom always told us not to bolt our food.
Now I know what she meant.
Ha! I wrote that yesterday and today…it’s still GOLD!
Turning now to a serious health and human services issue: I hope you’re better, Annie Choi.
I see your veggie bolt balls and raise you one veggie exacto knife blade pie.
http://lindsaynewton.wordpress.com/2009/05/27/dinner-and-prizes/
When the delivery guy came back to retrieve the bolt, did you tip him?
Just curious. This isn’t HIS fault, after all.