A train steward refused to sell a passenger an egg sandwich . . . because he might choke on it.
I think this is a misprint, it should read
A train steward refused to sell a passenger an egg sandwich . . . because he might be choked for it.
There is nothing more anti-social than an egg sandwich in an enclosed space.
The only reason for their sale is that the seller or manufacturer has a hatred for mankind to a depth that even the worst mass murderer could only dream of.
The only people who buy them are those that want to piss off everyone in the vicinity and make their lives as miserable as their own.
I mean people don’t even eat them at home, who stands in the kitchen and says
“You know what, I fancy an egg mayonnaise sandwich, I’ll make myself one .”
No one, that’s who.
Speaking as someone who came close to tears and then violence after being stuck next to a Swedish student in cattle class on an 8 hour trans Atlantic flight, who had decided to pack a lunch that seemed to consist of a whole loaf of egg sandwiches because he ‘Didn’t like airline food’
8 frikkin hours, munch munch, stink stink, munch munch. stink stink.
The smell stuck with me for days, even today I can’t see a picture of the Statue of Liberty without having an olfactory flash back. In my mind New York smells of egg.
So I think the steward should be given a medal for saving this mans life, as I’m sure the other passengers, tired and frustrated after being crammed onto a broken down train would have torn him limb from limb as soon as he pierced the cling film.
And another thing
He saw some egg sandwiches on sale behind the bar that looked appetising,
Not even if presented next to a fresh turd garnished with dog sick, can an egg sandwich ever be considered ‘appetising’
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