Goodbye Tuna! Farewell Advocado!

Well I can say that I will not be eating at Subway EVER AGAIN.

On Friday afternoon I decided to treat myself to a Subway sandwich. I was looking forward to it all morning as I hadn't eaten breakfast. I ordered a tuna sub with advocado topping - what could be more perfect than that I ask? I got my sub to go and headed home with the idea of a perfect afternoon in my head - watching Heroes and eating my delicious Subway sandwich. Exactly the afternoon I needed after a particularly long week.

I get home, settle myself in front of my computer to watch Heroes and dig into my sub. It was delicious - that advocado topping was a brilliant idea. I'm about half way through my sub when I take another bite and I feel something small crunch between my teeth. Warning bells sound in my head. I reach into my mouth hesistantly to discover the source of the crunch. I look down at my fingertip - I bend my head to inspect the offending item closer. That's not what I think it is, I think. I slowly continue chewing with caution. Uh oh. There it is. That crunch. I reach in again. This time the truth is undeniable - it's a fingernail. Yes definitly a fingernail. Thankfully, I had Heroes to distract me from the horror because I was seriously close to vomiting. I think I would prefer eating a bug. A fingernail is personal. That fingernail belonged to someone. I could probably barf right now just thinking about it.

Needless to say I had a hard time eating anything else on Friday. For a long while I will think of this fingernail incident every time I'm about to buy any type of prepared food, especially if it includes tuna or advocado. Beware all.