already picked up lunch on my way in to the office. But
after I settled into my desk, one of the folks from Customer Support in
the building said there's too much lasagna left over from a meeting where
everyone took off so it's going to be wasted. He asked us to help get
rid of the food by taking some back to eat.
So I was
persuaded to walk over and get some even though I wasn't going to because I
already ate. Then my eyes saw how it was fresh and untouched. I
loaded up five pieces of lasagna onto the plate. Stacked it up high with
two pieces of garlic bread. Then took another plate for chocolate
and pound cake. Add a bottle of water and two bottles of apple
juice. That's a lot to balance. And did I
mention the bottom of the plate was getting to be scorching hot because it's
fresh lasagna out of the oven.
Well what can I
say? There is a reason why I never worked as a waiter in
college. I lost balance of the plates as the hot
lasagna began to slide out of one plate and the cakes slid out the other
direction. I tried to save one but that made the other plate begin to
drop so flip flopping back and forth trying to keep all balanced while hanging
onto the drinks in my other hand, I finally dropped the lasagna and it came
tumbling down on the floor. After it hit the carpet, it looked
like something some of my friends have coughed up before during a late night party
of alcoholic beverages. My poor co-worker's
shoes. She'll probably never make a food run with me again. It was
so humiliating as soon as the person who invited us over walked around the
corner and saw me cleaning up the mess. What could be said other
than "well, that's one way to get rid of the food."
cleaning up and reloading the same amount of food, I managed to walk back
over here to my desk. I put down the beautiful meat lasagna and came to
realize I wouldn't be eating any of it. It's Good Friday so
I'm not eating meat today. All that effort for naught.
Oh well, at
least the cake doesn't have meat.