I was a counselor for a summer program at Howard between sophomore and junior year. One night, since dinner was served so early, a few of us got hungry. We find a menu to the Chinese place and decide to order. A few of us made a joke about the writing on the front of the menu. It said “We Delivery” instead of “We Deliver” I remember saying that was kinda suspect and maybe we should order from someplace else (I was joking) Anyway, we order the food and get to eating. One of the other counselors stops eating after having a few bites while the rest of us grub. The next morning, she tells us, “I didn’t want to gross anybody out last night, but I found a dead TAPEWORM in my food.” Umm, hello! I would much rather had been a little grossed out than to have possibly have eaten a tapeworm. I mean, we could’ve tried to get refunds or something, She just let us eat that food, what if a live one had been in there. I was really mad at her for that…
I was back in DC a few weeks ago and my friend decides to order Chinese. I told him what I wanted and let him order. After the food arrives and I eat a little, I spot the menu. Wouldn’t you know it, “We Delivery” I couldn’t even finish.
