The wife and I went shopping today. I picked up a pork tenderloin and put it in the cart. We walked a bit, then I got the evil eye from the wife. I asked what? She asked if I was flatulent. No, I was not. I then caught a whiff. The odor of feet and ass was wafting from the cart. I picked up the tenderloin to see it was leaking a fluid that stank to high heaven. I found an empty chill box and dumped it, then went and got the manager. We checked out, and I started bringing the order in. It kitchen began to stink, so I put it all back in the trunk and went to customer service. They cheerfully took it all back and allowed me to go pick out my order again. When I came back to bag the new stuff, they were putting the old bags in a larger trash bag and tying it off. The entire front desk was stinking by then.
For the smart ass who's going to ask how I know what feet and ass smell like, I used to take the 4pm Count in a men's prison without air conditioning and limited shower capability in 95 degree Kentucky humidity.
Posts: 16131 | Location: Lexington, KY | Registered: October 15, 2006
Originally posted by Nismo: So was it the tenderloin that stank, or the bags?
Reading between the lines, I believe the issue is that the putrid pork fluid leaked out on his other grocery items while the pork was in his cart. He then didn't notice the stank had spread to the other items until after he checked out and got home.