Many years ago, (before kids) I purchased a can of shaving cream. Wanted to keep my legs nice and smooth, you know.;) (Now they're lucky if they get attention once a week. sigh.) Storing it under my sink with other toiletries I carried on with my day.
Not long after, perhaps a few weeks, I heard a loud "POP"! It sounded like a gun shot! Let me tell you, it caused quite an adrenalin rush! I had no idea where to look so I peeked outside (That's where most guns live and play- right. Right??)
But... the earth didn't stop, no one screamed, and I was still alive. So, once again I carried on. Later that day, however, I looked under my sink for... something- and there it was. The culprit.
The metal container of shaving cream had EXPLODED. Shaving cream was everywhere and the metal? It had morphed into a jagged weapon vicious enough to star in the Texas Chainsaw Massacre.
Horrible images of me being skewered in the shower came to mind. Shudder.
We called the company and they sent a rep out to get information. No apologies, mind you. My husband told me we received a check some time later. $50. Hush money.
You know, I forgot about the whole incident until last week...
when my daughters and I stopped at a local donut shop for a treat.
Leaving the parking lot with our sugar laden delights we had big smiles on our faces. Until they saw it.
THE BITE MARK.
I was driving, and thought perhaps they were confused. A bite mark? In a donut we just purchased?
Then, later that evening my husband saw a bite- taken out of his donut! It was reeaaallllyyy sneaky the way it was done. The bite was taken from the bottom so you couldn't see it when you picked it up or while it was displayed in the case. Disgusting, to say the very least.
I drove all the way back the next day and showed the manager the donuts. She wasn't shocked or apologetic. She just didn't seem to care. She did, however, send me home with two new donuts. Unreal.
I contacted the corporate office and was assured they would check into this. The gentleman was very apologetic, which was refreshing after my metal shave cream container/potentially skewering fiasco, and is going to send us some goodies in the mail, which makes me feel a bit better.
One thing that bothers me is that he said, "These things happen."
Really?? How often??
Public service announcement: In the future, be sure to check your donuts for signs of contamination. I know I will. Truly, I love donuts- and always will. One person's stupidity isn't going to ruin it for me.:)
- Mysteries, polka dots, California Rolls, TJ Maxx, cozy blankets, rainy days and getting the first spoonful of peanut butter out of the jar make me smile. Spiders, rude people, cold fingers and toes, baby leashes, people that don't wrap their packages before going to the Post Office, poison ivy and Math (pretty much all of it) make me want to scream. My perfect day would be spent with my wonderful husband and sweet girls- watching movies in our jammies! Of course, having the movie theater to ourselves would be great, too. Please pass the popcorn and M&M's.:) I am saved by the grace of God. He is my constant companion and hears my every prayer. What a blessing! I'd love to hear from you! Lori at firstname.lastname@example.org