Mmm. Just finished my lunch, which was an unexpected blue
cheese burger. I’m at work (during the DAY!), and while I brought food to eat
as I do every day, at 9am six or seven men showed up and started ripping apart
the kitchen. Truly. Ripping APART. Walls, cabinets, sink, they moved the fridge
into the hall and the microwave is blocking the supervisor’s office (he hasn’t
seen that yet, that should be something to watch).
Not sure yet what they’re doing in there yet. We have four
cabinets, one for each of our four shifts, filled with dry goods that are now
on the floor in the kitchen. And they said they’ll be done by Tuesday. Today is
Friday, isn’t it? This, in a 24 hour center, where we can’t leave the room during
our 12 hour shifts. We kinda need a working microwave. I went in to look for
salt and just gave up.
But the upside was that the cafeteria on the property was
open (DAYSHIFT! I’m telling you, it’s good stuff), and we sent a technician to
get us each a blue cheese burger. Which, when it came, was a bun, a burger,
with some blue cheese on it. That’s it, no dressings, no
lettuce/pickles/onions, even on the side. I just mushed it together, and I have
to say, it was damn good.
Have you seen the Mr. Bento? I want one, soooo badly. I have
$25 gift certificate to Amazon that I haven’t used yet, but I should use it for
an electric tea kettle; ours finally gave up the ghost. But that Mr. Bento.
Now, that’s a sexy lunchbox. (Search for Mr. Bento p0rn on flickr for some real
fun, but not when you’re hungry.)
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