WARNING! GRAPHIC DETAILS! SORRY! :-/
Just finished throwing up...literally! Let me explain!
I met a few friends over here at Starbucks in Pico Rivera and we were chatting. One of my buds went over to Baskin Robbins for 2 scoops of sherbet. When he came back with it, I was enticed to get a Reese's 31 Below Soft Serve.
Ordering was easy. The guy got my order right and I paid, but when I was walking back to Starbucks I noticed the lip of the lid was slightly broken off. Not thinking much of it, I just dug into it.
A few spoonfuls of enjoyment when finally I felt like choking. I felt a thin half inch piece of sharp plastic floating in my mouth and then another one lodged in my throat. I started to warf a little and finally the other thin half inch piece came up. I measured out the two pieces and noticed that they didn't make up the entire area of broken plastic. When I began swallowing a bit of my saliva, I felt one of the tiny pieces still lodged in my throat!
I ran over to the BR and, barely able to speak, I told the dude who made my treat this: "Hey bro, I found this in my 31 Below!" and then I showed him the two pieces of broken plastic. He looked with perplexity at the manager and he was like, do you want me to make another one? I was like yeah, sure. The manager didn't think much of it.
I then started to feel like vomiting because that tiny piece that was lodged was severely irritating my throat and I asked the dude if I needed a key for the restroom. He said no, and I ran into it and started spewing. I couldn't get that piece out of my throat. I started getting a nose bleed from vomiting. The whole while I was thinking, dang it, you guys are making me throw up my yummy Peruvian food a just had and the great Intelligentsia Latte! I didn't want to make a scene with my loud ralphing, so I left the restroom with my watery eyes and burning esophagus. With weakness in my voice, I told the manager I wanted my money back. He looked confused and I was like, "dude, I might have to go to the hospital!" He then gave me my $5 and was like, "here are some gift certificates."
I ran out of there and waved bye to my buds sitting inside Starbucks. Told them I need to go home and try and expunge this thing.
I went home and spent 20 minutes trying to throw that stupid tiny piece of plastic up with no success! As I write this, I still feel it with each swallow of saliva! My esophagus is burning like crazy!
Thanks BR! Try and be a little bit more careful with the violent blending of your 31 Below Soft Serves.
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