Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Why you should always remember your packed lunch

No, I'm not talking about remembering to BRING your lunch with you. I like food, I like eating...no problem remembering to BRING the lunch. It's also an easy back-up to a buy a yummy soup or salad at work. I'm talking about the return journey. Apparently that's a rather complicated task for me.

I tend to lose things from time to time. Maybe more than most people, and maybe more often when there is something new or stressful in my life. My dear roommate Drea will attest to the many times I've misplaced keys and by her grace, was allowed re-entrance to our humble dorm abode.

So you SHOULD remember to bring your lunch home with you because if you leave it at work, and it is nowhere to be found for 4 days and then miraculously is recovered at the receptionist desk where it had been sitting unrefrigerated for all this time...(note, NOT the lost & found where I had diligently been checking daily...which I might add is a mere 30 feet from said lost & found area) this is what happens:

Those fuzzy gray balls? Used to be grapes. Very nice, sweet, organic grapes.
Yogurt or pink cottage cheese? You decide.
Sauce that drips from Thai dish leftovers is now officially identifiable as sweaty sneaker funk. Even worse still, sauce has escaped the confinement of cheap Ziploc plastic container and is launching an invasion upon formerly neutral territory.

And here's the kicker: Your formerly cute, fresh-smelling lunch bag now has the stench of mutant-funk....your sweet hubbie nicely cleaned it for you a couple of weeks ago...

Guess who gets to clean it now?

Moral of the story: Don't forget your lunch bag, and for the love of all that is sanitary, if you *find* a lunch bag, chuck the food! Get that sucker into the lost and found! But mostly, chuck the food people! Cause if you don't, and nobody knows it's sitting somewhere in your workspace, we both don't want to know what could happen...

Of course, if your worse enemy works in lost and found, this debacle presents a certain...ahem, opportunity...

But you wouldn't do that, now would you?

5 comments:

Jaime said...

I was grinning while reading this.

Just this week our sons lunch bag was left on the counter. I assumed my husband had cleaned it out...he assumed I had.

Come Sunday night, oh my lord. Can you say nasty? ;)

Jen said...

Oh, this was a gross post to read today. But, who hasn't had this same experience?? :)

El Oso cariñoso said...

Yes, I can tell many a story about misplaced keys, glasses, pens, guitar picks, etc... But Rae, forgetting your lunchbag? Poor thing!

Amy said...

We've had this unfortunate incident too many times to count...our sympathies for your nose and stomach!

Cheryl and Greg Morton said...

eck! I bet that lunch box has grown legs of its own. Probably why you couldn't find it until 4 days later.