Am I alone in thinking that buying a sandwich from a newsagent for lunch is a risky business? There are certain ones you can be fairly sure won't come back up within an hour or so - a loaf of bread, for example - and others that you'd only ever pick up if every other shelf (including the one sporting Liquorice Allsorts) was empty and you'd just been told by God that you had to have
something to eat in the next three minutes or he'd smite you.
The ones I won't go near are those with any sort of meat whatsoever. I don't know why but I don't generally regard tuna in that same category but anything else is off-limits. I won't touch anything that describes itself as "Spicy" because God and the creator (of the sandwich) alone know what's gone in there - and possibly the doctor who carries out the subsequent autopsy.
Oh, and I'm still wary of ones claiming to contain "Salad" after that "Egg Mayo & Salad" disgrace.
I'm bored now but I did some good work earlier today. When I say "good" I mean that in the sense of solving problems with the code rather than popping down to the local soup kitchen and helping out. Not
that good. Okay, I did some work earlier. Fine.
But, as I said, I'm bored now. I guess I should probably do some more work of the evil variety (hey, if it's not good it must be evil, right?) instead of being on here - but the Devil's not going to be able to find too much work for these hands to do seeing as they're typing and, thus, not idle. Not until I finish typing at least, which will be around abooouuut... now.
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