Breakfast Explosion

I went to breakfast with my class this morning. I ordered an egg sandwich, which is supposedly the best item on the menu. The waitress asked how I wanted my eggs. I asked, "What do you recommend?" She said, "I like them over medium." I said I'll go with that. Two of my students got their sandwich eggs over easy.
Our sandwiches came and I took my first bite. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a stream of egg yolk shoot out of the sandwich up my right arm. Luckily I had rolled up my sleeves this morning, but some of it still reached the shoulder of the shirt. I washed off my forearm in the restroom, and one of my students had a travel "Shout" wipe for the shirt. As it is now, you can barely see one spot if you know where to look.
But still! THAT was "over medium"?! The two over easy sandwiches did not behave that way! I ate the rest of that sandwich half with a knife and fork. When I picked up the second half to try to eat like a sandwich again, everyone else at the table shied away, like I was working with plutonium.