Aside from the food itself, that is.
When I was a kid, I cracked open a can of Campbell’s chicken noodle to heat up out of sheer desperation.
And I nearly puked when a long, slimy roach came out of the can along with all the other glop!
Warhol would not have approved.
But after digesting my horror — if not the soup — I realized I could turn this tragedy into gold.
I wrote Campbell’s about my problem and sent them the label on the offending can.
Soon enough, they profusely apologized and sent me back a whole bunch of chicken noodle soups for free!
Of course the cans just sat there because I was terrified of having a repeat roach experience, but it still felt like some kind of accomplishment to have been rewarded with my very first complimentary buffet.
My trauma had resulted in a stack of free soup!
Ever find something in your food that wasn’t food?