I found one in some Chinese rice. I took the fingernail back to the restaurant and tried to match it up with the hands of the staff that worked there. I know it’s crazy, but I did it. I was so mad. It didn’t match any of them.

where did it come from?

I stood in from of the restaurant for an hour showing the fingernail to people going in and out of the restaurant. Not a single person turned away. They went in, got the takeout and left. They thought I was a nut. Was I?

I still have this fantasy of putting a homemade sign on the room…

“Now Serving FingerNail Fried Rice”

It may have been God’s way of trying to get me to stop eating Chinese food. I don’t think I was getting the point. I still love that junk.