Got my buddy to admit his "bad take" about gas station sushi was wrong after 3 trips to the same place in Tucson
He swore for 2 months that all gas station sushi is poison, then ate the salmon roll at the QuikTrip on Speedway three Fridays in a row with zero issues, and now he just says "well, that one's fine" like it doesn't count.
Watched my roommate do the exact same thing with the taqueria by our old place. Swore the carne asada would wreck him, ate it every Tuesday for a month, then switched to "well their beef is different." Dude literally moved the goalposts into another zip code.