When I got in the parking lot I picked up the muffin to inspect a little closer. If it belonged to Shey I wanted to know so I could give her a hard time about it. But no...not this time...I could see that the hair was sticking out of the middle of the muffin like it had been baked in at the factory. Gross.
Friday, August 21, 2009
Bad Way to Start the Day
This morning while on my way to work I was eating an English muffin. I ate half of it and grabbed the other half to start on it. On my second bite of this half I noticed what appeared to be a hair on my muffin. Not too alarmed since I assumed it was mine or Shey's I simply put the muffin down and continued on to work.