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Keep it to yourself Joe! (Rant)

Recently a guy standing in queue at the grocers blamed drinking from Styrofoam cups provided by his work for making him sick.
He went on to say it had to be chemicals leached from the Styrofoam (or the dandelion greens salad he had for dinner the night before).

I was privy to detailed description of the symptoms, a horrible stomach ache with "terrible lower abdominal cramping" and "gas or diarrhea cramps without the gas or the diarrhea".

He was sure something had poisoned him, either E. coli on the greens or Styrofoam chemicals.

What is wrong with people now days?
Why would Joe Schmo in the grocery store tell me about his bowels?
Why is it that after 20 years, once we find that Styrofoam is not so great a choice for food storage do we suddenly become sick?
Why didn't he suffer for years with "gas or diarrhea cramps without the gas or the diarrhea" from Styrofoam without ever knowing why?

Furthermore Joe Schmo, why do you think that just because the one time in perhaps a month of Sundays that you ate a leafy green and your digestive tract started working that it must be E. coli?

Joe keep your digestive tract to yourself, leave the nice lady standing in front of you in line alone and eat a little more roughage now and then. I'm sure your intestine will return from it's sabbatical and "gas or diarrhea cramps without the gas or the diarrhea" will be a thing of the past.
© Dove

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