dumb sh*t that's happened to you

[all the same]

1) I always have weird things in my food in restauraunts. My personal chart toppers are: I was in a high end restaurant with my family enjoying brunch, was sipping my water and for whatever reason, I looked into my glass and noticed tiny little worms swimming in it. Clearly, I nearly died! I called the server over and asked her about it and she said "Ohhh, sorry, I gave you plant water by mistake! Let me get you a new glass" SWEAR TO GOD, THIS HAPPENED!

2) I has sand in wonton soup once. How it got in there, who knows?!!!

3) I was eating emimame beans (i know I'm spelling it wrong). For those of you who don't eat sushi, they are soy beans still in the pod. They used to be delicious to me... but you just wait to hear why they're not anymore! I was eating edimame in a martini bar and popped one in, set the shell down in the bowl and noticed a small dark bit on it. I thought nothing of it but picked it up assuming it would be a slightly discoloured bit of bean or something. Turns out it was a squished maggot! Why was it squished? Because the rest of it had been swallowed with the damn BEANS!!! AHHHHH!!!!! I still haven't recovered from this

4) I sat on gum on the train back from an Emmylou Harris concert

5) AND THE SHOWSTOPPER!!! I live in a building with two apartments on the top floor. I share a bathroom with another tenant that is accessible between both apartments in the hallway. This seems gross, but I'm used to it and see it as no big deal anymore. One night, I came home at around 10:00 and noticed someone was in the bathtub. I should preface this by saying I live in a colourful neighborhood to say the least. I'm downtown, kinda in a sketchy but not scary area. Lots of crack addicts, prostitutes and such, but it's not as bad as it sounds! HAH! Okay, back to the story, I assumed it was the other tenant, Dave, in the bathroom but he worked late as a chef. So, I listened at the door and though, "Hmmm... this doesn't sound like Dave". Just to make sure, I called his restaurant and asked if he was there. The hostess said yes and asked if I wanted to talk to him. I said no, I just wanted to know he was there. So, I immediately called 911 'cause clearly some random guy from the street got into the building and was in my tub! GOD! So, the police came and carted him away. He was a young guy, early 20s. I made sure he didn't see me. Who knows if he would come back. I went into the bathroom after he left. HE TOTALLY TRASHED IT! Garbage everywhere. Soap everywhere. Little piles of kleenex everywhere! I don't want to know what was in them! AHHHH!!! Anyway, I put on the rubber gloves, held my breath, filled a bucket with bleach and started cleaning. There is a lock on the door to the bathroom, but we never used to lock it 'cause who's gonna come up and use our washroom. Now we know! We lock it every time we use it now! CAN YOU BELIEVE HOW RIDICULOUS THAT STORY IS???!!!

Anyone else care to share?