Just Say No, Dan
In the world of "I told you so's", I had a huge one this past Wednesday night while out with some buddies. Since my old college roomate, Dan, is in town from L.A. for the week we thought we'd meet up with some other old college bud's at a bar in downtown Dallas. As we are going into the bar, Dan and I notice what looks like a homeless guy walking around out front of the bar, holding a tray with a bunch of sandwhiches wrapped in tin-foil on them. I didnt pay much attention to him, but Dan say's, "dude im starving I should buy one!". I tell him forget it we'll get something to eat after the bar. So we go on in, meed up with our buddies and have a good time. A couple of hours later we come out. The homeless guy is still there with his sandwhiches. Dan see's him and whips out his wallet and asks the guy how much for a sandwhich? I look at him and say, "are you kidding me?" He quickly answers "man im starving, its just a sandwhich". Its at this point I go on to tell him about the FDA, restaraunt food inspectors, food vendors licenses, ect. But he pays no mind to me and buys the tin-foil surprise. He opens it up and starts chowing down. All I hear is muffled talk about how good the BBQ sandwhich is and how he could NEVER get anything this tasty out in California. I take him home and drop him off.
The next morning I get a text message, "dude you dropped me off and i threw up". He calls me a few minutes later to also say he was throwing up and had diarhea most the night also. I gotta say it, I told you so man!! DONT BUY FOOD FROM A HOMELESS GUY!!! Who knows how old that BBQ was, or if it was even BBQ! Maybe it was dog food with BBQ sauce. HAHA! He's lucky he didn't end up in the hospital getting his stomach pumped. Lesson learned Danny boy.
