#dairy problems

[ihateflying]

So turns out I can't hold down soya milk as it's making me feel ill and other dairy products I can consume but will cause all sorts of gastrointestinal issues. This has been a fun discovery today

[badly-drawn-piplup]

Body, please stop making me throw up so I can just go to bed and rest.

[customers-r-literally-the-worst]

Phantom leaks

I've lost count of how many times some customer has handed me a jug of milk, claiming it was leaking, so I've set it on a pallet in the cooler (because I could tell it wasn't actually leaking, but I just wanted to check before putting it back on the shelf, you know?), come back to it an hour or so later, with no puddle or even a single drop of milk around it, picked it up, squeezed it, shook it, turned it upside down, and guess what? Gasp! No leaks! Like, are people mistaking condensation for leaking milk, or what? This happens all the time and I'm just like ???

[train-eat-smile-eatsomemore-blog]

Need to stop eating highly processed dairy products. It's all down hill after consumption...

[shameshits]

Pizza Problems

I'm lactose-intolerant, which is unfortunate since I also love cheese. Sometimes I take Lactaid, which gives me an open window of 30 minutes to indulge in the forbidden lactose-fruit of the gods with few to no repercussions. This one time though... I did not take the Lactaid. I was young and brave and so so stupid.

Oh god. The car ride home was excruciating. I was sweating. It was too cold! Cold sweats. I turn the air off. Oh now it's too hot. Turn the air back on. Open the window. Close the window. Everything hurt and nothing was okay. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I was only 10 minutes into my drive home when I had to ask myself, "Are you gonna shit in your car or not?" I chose not.

I chose to pull over at the next clearing at the side of the road, which was a little after a big speed limit sign that said 60. Yes. I pulled over, brought my pants down and what had been a storm became a typhoon. After I thought I was done, I found some plastic bags in the trunk of my car to wipe my shamed butt with. Oh but then a second wave came, and I was a prisoner to my capricious poops. I hid behind my open car door. I don't know how helpful that was. More plastic bags to wipe the poop away. I just left them there in the grass. The wind dragged them away. The butterfly effect weighed heavily in my mind as I drove off.

I threw away my pants, my underwear, and dignity.

Originally posted on Reddit.

[soilltosocal]

Being lactose intolerant SUCKS. All I wanted was to enjoy some ice cream.

[mandicane]

David was about to beat off while drinking a glass of milk and I almost vomited.

[onegreenplanet]

10 Reasons to Never Feed Your Kids Dairy Again