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Originally Posted by NSFL
I can't believe the waitress argued. And that is so gross. For some reason a bandaid freaks me out more than finding a nail.
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Oh, yeah, she argued something fierce. I was a teenager at the time, so I figure she thought I was just trying to get some free food or something. Then, I told her to get the manager. She was convinced that he would side with her. He came out later and immediately said it was on the house. I got the feeling whoever was wearing that band-aid may have fessed up and that was why it was so quick with the manager.
My friends kept saying that we should just eat around it and not make a fuss, but that really grossed me out and since I was a teenager and wasn't made of cash, I was not paying for a plate of food that I wasn't going to eat because someones bloody band-aid was in it.
I heard that place went out of business a few years later. I never went back.