You know those little preservative packets in food and shoe boxes? They’re desiccant packets. But I’ve always called them Do Not Eat packets.
Ever wonder what happens if you consume a Do Not Eat packet?
It’s not really something I ever gave much thought to, personally. Until last Sunday.
The thing is, I may have accidentally eaten one.
You’re probably wondering how that’s even possible. Either you ate it or you didn’t, right?
Believe me, I’m still scratching my head on this one, too.
It all started innocently enough.
I was ravenous, so I bought a bag of freeze dried Fuji apples to devour on my drive home from work. I don’t even know how I lasted from my lunch break until the end of my shift without passing out and landing flat on my face.
Anyway, apples are supposedly good for you, so it seemed like a smart choice.
Shoveling handfuls of apples into my mouth, I found myself backed up in traffic near a busy mall about 10 minutes into my drive home.
Figuring I had a minute or so to pass while sitting at a red light, I turned over the bag to read the nutrition facts.
What can I say? I’m crazy like that.
It was a single serving bag, which was great, because the thing felt surprisingly close to empty already.
The ingredients were simple enough: freeze dried apples, ascorbic acid and citric acid.
Not bad at all.
And 220% of vitamin C per serving.
Whew! That ought to ward off any threat of scurvy.
More importantly, it was made in the USA.
After all, if I wanted to eat a toxic Chinese import, I’d eat a box of so-called “non-toxic” crayons.
Or one of those questionable McDonald’s toys with 500 microscopic parts. On second thought, those toxic little toys could also lead to asphyxiation.
Disturbingly enough, those aren’t not the only things that could present a safety hazard.
Further down on the apple bag was a warning.
It was just some nonsense about a desiccant packet.
Yada yada yada.
Hey, wait a minute…
The Do Not Eat packet! Where the hell was the Do Not Eat packet?!?
Still sitting in an endless line of traffic, I dared a hasty peek into the bag.
There was hardly anything left in it. Mostly crumbs, really.
And no sign of the distressing packet.
Maybe they had forgotten to put one in this package?
Could I seriously have just eaten the stupid thing? I mean, really?
I can only assume it’d be like eating a packet of sugar. So how would I have missed that? Even among a generous fistful of apples, surely I’d have noticed a difference in texture or flavor.
Especially once biting into the packet and unleashing sand-like particles.
Were my senses that off? Were my standards that low?
And I may very well have reached a new low with this dilemma.
You might think I’d have been more concerned for my safety. After all, I could have ingested a potentially hazardous substance, for all I knew.
Yet, I found the whole thing mildly amusing. Did this kind of stuff actually happen to other people? Or was it truly just me?
By this point, I’m pretty well convinced it’s just me.
When I arrived home 20 minutes later, I Googled “accidental ingestion of desiccant packet,” which immediately directed me to the poison control website.
The information was surprisingly reassuring. Apparently, one can safely scarf down the equivalent of an entire shoebox-worth of those packets and likely only experience stomach discomfort.
Okay, I can (almost) understand accidentally wolfing down one of those suckers, but who would unknowingly devour a whole box of that crap?
A dog, maybe? One with lower standards than me, perhaps?
Continuing on with my online self-diagnostics, I grabbed a couple of mini blueberry muffins. I still needed a little more reassurance, so I decided to test out a theory.
Leaving the wrappers intact, I made a simulated attempt at eating a muffin, wrapper and all. Would I notice when I bit into a chunk of the thin paper?
Would I? I was genuinely intrigued now.
I immediately noticed the texture difference between the yummy moist muffin and the bland little paper. But then, I also wasn’t distracted the same way I had been while driving.
I still wasn’t convinced.
When I ended up at a restaurant for dinner a few days later, the tray of sugar packets caught my eye.
I swiped one and shoved it in my purse.
I figured I might have to test something out a little later, just for kicks.
And test it out I did. Let’s just say I didn’t get too far with that one.
The paper had the consistency of loose leaf notebook paper, and the sugar felt like grains of sand.
There was no mistaking a foreign substance’s assault on my palate.
Even so, a Do Not Eat packet was still definitely smaller than and not quite as grainy as a packet of sugar.
I swear, distracted eating is as hazardous as driving in your sleep.
Whether I did or did not eat the desiccant packet remains a mystery. But the fact is I’ve lasted a good part of the week since that incident, and I’m still more or less okay.
13 thoughts on “The Baddest Apple”
An update…I came across another one of these little devils earlier in the week. I recalled your post and immediately discarded it without eating it. Another life crisis dodged. Trying to get the word out…do not consume!
Why is it that the only time I find those darn packets is when I’m not actively looking for them? I came across one the other day in a bottle of vitamins, which posed relatively little threat since I don’t typically consume handfuls at a time…
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It is indeed better to laugh at all the crazy things life throws at us. Almost everything has at least a bit of humor in it, when you look hard enough! 🙂
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Absolutely! Thanks for both the kind compliment and the request.
The best way to get someone to do something is to tell them not to do it. I’m surprised more people don’t take that “Do Not Eat” warning as a stick it to the man kind of dare…
You’re absolutely right. It’s practically daring people to go ahead and give it a try.
I used to joke about eating the Do Not Eat packet, solely because I was put off by the fact that it was trying to tell me what to do. Or rather, what not to do.
“An apple a day keeps the doctor away”…well yeah, as long as you check what it might be wrapped in. They have small similar items in some medications. I swear they try to make them look as close to the digestible items as possible so they can treat you for two maladies, not just one!
Apparently the apples I’ve been eating are not the kind that keep the doctor away at all. That’s quite the package deal, isn’t it?
Oh dear, one crisis after another. Maybe stop eating and drinking for a few weeks until things settle down. This was great!
I’m starting to think that food is the enemy. If only I could thrive on air alone…but with my luck, I’d probably inhale the world’s largest dust bunny.
Oh my Lord! You made laugh again my friend!! Strange things do happen to you LOL 😉
What can I say? It must be a special talent of mine.
On the positive side, it’s been providing me with some wacky ideas for writing topics. So in that respect, it’s hard to complain. 😀