So when I landed in Frankfurt I had to go through German TSA to get to my transfer flight, which was no big deal because I figured how much worse could it be than regular TSA? I mean, they didn't even need me to take my shoes off so it couldn't be that bad. So I pull my laptop out of my bag and my little bag of liquids and the guy pushes it all onto the conveyor. I stand in the body-scan machine or whatever it is and then the guy wants to pat down my ankles and back which seemed weird but okay. Then I look over and notice they've pulled my backpack aside and on of them is looking at it skeptically and not pushing it along with everything else. I gather the rest of my things and put my jacket back on and he still has my backpack. I stand there for a minute or two before he motions me over to a counter on the side of everything else. "Is this your bag?" And he's got a thick German accent and doesn't look super happy to be talking to me. I tell ...
Nothing bad actually happened, but it tasted nasty and left me with constant, creeping, 12-hour paranoia about potential food poisoning. Really, the worst part isn't the potential for food poisoning, because it really isn't that likely, it's the psychological torment the budget sushi leaves you with. How cold was that package, really, when I bought it? I ate it quickly, right? Did I leave any of it out for very long? How much of that was actually raw? I know one of them wasn't, but that big piece of nigiri DEFINITELY was. People explicitly told me not to do it. I didn't listen. It was not worth it.
why drink flat water, when you can have carbonated water. just remember to put the cap back on so your water doesn't become flat.
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