Wednesday, February 13, 2008

My lunch stays together

I went into the lunch room today and almost threw up.

It wasn't bad food -- the smoke house club was quite tasty. Actually, it had nothing to do with food.

As I was waiting in line with my drink and sandwich on my lap, I felt something slipping slowly off my legs. I really hoped it was the plastic bottle of grapefruit juice because the sandwich was in one of those little plastic things that just clip shut.

No such luck.

My heart and stomach leaped into my mouth as I saw the plastic box cascade down my legs, flip over a few times and did not open.

I could not believe it. Of course, I needed a nap after that huge rush of adrenaline.

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