Back in 1969 I bought a wrapped sandwich from the roach coach that had been coming to our facility in the harbor for seemingly ever. I was about halfway through the sandwich when I noticed worms in the lettuce wiggling around. I recall I was quite displeased. “Slick” believe it, or not was the name of the coach operator gave me another sandwich we both checked out first.
I pulled the lettuce anyway.
"What's worse than finding a worm in your apple?"
"What?"
"Finding half a worm"