I pulled a real good bonehead move yesterday that ya may get a laugh out of.
I was supposed to meet my daughter after work at our favorite crawfish restaurant to enjoy some late season mudbugs. I washed up to leave when a customer/friend pulled up and offered to top off my diesel truck for free as I was getting in my truck. He does this sometimes as he has an auxillary fuel tank in his truck bed that he uses to fuel a diesel welding generator, but needs to empty this tank for some jobs. He filled up my truck till it was overflowing. It didn't take long and I was on my way.
When I got to the restaurant, they were bringing out the crawdads at the same time since my daughter had beat me there and ordered them.
As I was eating them after peeling, they just didn't taste right. They had this weird wang to them, almost kinda like they had rubbing alcohol added to the crab boil. I kept mentioning this to my daughter who said hers were fine. I grabbed some off of her tray and they too, were bad.... even though she insisted they were fine. It was bothering me to no end, as I have never gotten bad food here, and we eat there specifically because of this one cook, who we always brag on.
After eating about a fourth of mine, I started replaying in my head what could have went wrong. I then remembered my buddy overflowing my diesel tank, and I was the one who put the fuel tank cap back on, which was covered in diesel.
Yep, I didn't wash my hands after that, because I didn't go back in my shop and went straight to the restaurant and started eating right when I arrived. Stupid me.
Let me tell you now, Diesel and crawfish don't mix well....but they got better after I went to the restroom and washed the diesel off my hand.
2011 Flagstaff 831 RLBSS
I used to be addicted to time travel, but that's all in the past now.