Missed Lunch.

I actually missed lunch.

I also actually miss lunch... much like one misses their favorite childhood pet that has died.

Why do bad things happen to good people? How can a mealtime just slip by and go unrecognized? I guess I could examine what went wrong on this blog since I don't have anything better to write.

Let's see...well, first of all, the only cash I had was the 87 cents rambling around amongst the lint in the bottom of my laptop case and the delivery boy doesn't take my first born or credit cards. My day was filled with meetings, unrealistic deadlines, and phone calls from idiots misguided individuals that I was delighted to assist.

It was 3:30pm before I made this astonishing realization and that was entirely too late to remedy the situation.

It is true I had the Venti Cafe Americano earlier, but that has long passed through my guts and is resting comfortably in the Mississippi by now. It is also true that I had the yogurt that has been sitting in the employee fridge since last week (to my knowledge, this hasn't passed through any guts yet. i.e. I have not pooped.)

What am I to do? I suppose waiting until 5pm and rushing my fanny home and gobbling the entire contents of my freezer is a little unrealistic. As is driving through one of the 1/2 dozen fast food places and ordering the quadruple bypass sized fries and soda (not that I have ever done this... no, not me...never).

Nah, I will simply just go into my bag and get a piece of gum and wait it out until dinner. I can always cook my dinner a little earlier and eat cheese and chips and nibbles of whatever I am cooking while I am preparing.

But wait!

What is this?

Why, it is the low fat cranberry oat muffin I bought to go along with my Venti Cafe Americano.

I put it in my laptop bag for safe keeping. Safe keeping indeed!

Ah, sweet satisfying morsels of love and goodness.

I have been saved!