Blog Challenge #3

#3 You wanted a gross story...

One time I was sitting in a restaurant with a friend. It was a hamburger place. The waitress had just brought our iced tea and cherry coke. The person at the table behind her jumps out of his seat in a jerky kind of quick movement and like bends over at the waist. He is turning around toward us and sort of spins in his heel too far and ends up facing my friend. Well, we were about to find out that he had a burger, fries and a shake for lunch. He has this wild-eyed look and lurches forward while he reaches up to cover his mouth. All of a sudden, my friend is covered in vomit from the top of her head all the way down into her lap. He spewed all over her. She opens her mouth to scream and realizes it is getting in her mouth, too. So, she starts spitting all over the place and, I think, the smell of the vomit makes her so ill as well, that she throws up all over the table. The only thing she had had yet was cherry coke. Well, she vomited so much, the cherry coke was coming out of her nose. All over the table. The guy is just standing there, not knowing what to say and by then there are about four or five other waiters and waitresses standing around watching this whole thing. Only one of them brought over a cloth and handed it to my friend so she could wipe her face.

Needless to say, our shopping trip was over...

And she had a heck of a time getting to the car. She doesn't eat hamburgers or shakes any more.

Too bad it isn't true. That would make a great story!