I Forgot to Say…

What set me off on my day of misery was the glass in my sandwich. Luckily I felt it with my teeth first, and didn’t swallow it or I may well have been writing this from hospital. I can only imagine the inconvenience of swallowing glass, though I expect this is nothing compared to the awkwardness of dealing with it at the other end.

Anyway, I didn’t swallow it.

I did, however, lose any vestige of cheeriness my day may have contained.

This wasn’t just because of the glass, but as it was in a sandwich with cheese, pickle and seeded bread I don’t know who to blame. I may write to all three of them. I am 60 you know, and I’m allowed to complain. I’ve spent the last thirty years practising for being a miserable old git; it would be a shame to let it go to waste.

My attitude is further darkened by the fact I cut one of my fingers whilst cooking. That’s an occupational hazard, the really annoying thing is that it’s my typing finger and the plaster keeps causing typos.

Anyway, must go now, as I have a meal to serve.

Assuming that it’s cooked properly and doesn’t poison us I will probably burn myself.

It’s been that sort of a day.

29 thoughts on “I Forgot to Say…

  1. Laurie Graves

    Yikes!!!! So glad you found that glass before you swallowed. Again, hope the puffins make up for the general rottenness of the day when you nearly swallowed glass.

  2. derrickjknight

    Do you mean you couldn’t eat the sandwich? How awful. When I was a Social Services area manager I was wont to wander around the building chatting the staff who otherwise would have been deprived of my conversation. I wore contact lenses at the time. When an eye got a little sore, I would take out the offending lens and lodge it against a conveniently shaped gum in my mouth. One day when this was the case one of the staff gave me a cheese roll. It would have been churlish to refuse. I forgot about the lens until I discovered half of it in the roll. I never did find the other half.

    1. quercuscommunity

      Surely you jest Derrick. I just chewed the rest very carefully. Your contact lens story reminds me of a similar problem I had with a gold crown. One day after a particularly fine cheese and pickle cob with a soft white roll I noticed only ythe stump of the tooth remained. As it had fallen off about 8 times by then, and there wasn’t a lot of gold in it I let it pass, so to speak. If I’d known how much gold was going to go up I may have thought differently about going through the motions.

  3. arlingwoman

    Hey I can match you. I work for a place with steadily shrinking budgets and staff not being replaced when they leave. Recently, one bureau unloaded a leaky, burning bag of excrement on my small, understaffed overloaded branch. It’s a political study, so no matter what we do, if people at the top don’t like the looks of it, they get to fudge the data. Multiple agencies are involved, and that means long meetings that come to no conclusions because a couple don’t want to do the study. I’ve been pulled in for my “evaluation expertise.” This isn’t an evaluation or a well constructed study. It’s a piece of doggy doo. I’m doing my job and my bosses’ job right now, and was told I have to do this as I’m the only person with the gravitas to do it. Are you laughing yet? How many hours of meditation do I have to do to treat the people who offloaded this on me like colleagues, much less human beings? Well, I can probably do an hour, and that will keep me from the most egregious acts…

    1. quercuscommunity

      Er… I had just started to smile as you asked if I was laughing. It’s so familiar, and also mirrors Julia’s experience at work (both jobs!).

      Whilst meditating, keep thinking of all the good stuff you do and why you are better than all the others.

      And remember that nobody kicks a dead dog. I think I got that from Dale Carnegie. šŸ™‚

  4. Donnalee

    That sounds crap. Sorry. Good thing you caught the glass the easy way. Write to them all and carp a bit, and they’ll send you free food that you’ll then be afraid to eat. Oh well–

      1. Donnalee

        I could use to lose a few and more myself. I know one of my friends in Ireland, and a few in the UK, go to that slimming world, which seems a strange little system. They classify some foods as ‘free’, so you can eat them all day and night, with allegedly no fear of gaining a pound, but they include things like pasta and other materials that will imbalance health plus put on the pounds. I’m not sure how they work it, since they charge for the info, but some of the folks do well onit. I’m a suspicious curmugeon and these days eat strangely: very little during the day, and then I’ve shifted into eating chocolate and pretzels and raw organic flax seeds at night while I read old Regency romances and Terry Pratchett. So far I have not doubled in size, but it can’t be too good for me. I gave up the caffeine in coffee a month or two back at a Tibetan doctor’s advice, and suddenly I have lurched back into chocolate, which I hadn’t bothered with for years. Oh well. I will pretend it is someone else’s fault, but then I have to figure out how to make them look fat and out of shape instead of me looking that way. Hmmm–

      2. quercuscommunity

        It’s a difficult subject – I eat healthy food because it’s good for me and I eat junk food for pleasure. In other words – I eat too much. Once I get that under control I’ll start looking at the quality of my diet. šŸ™‚

      3. Donnalee

        I find that drinking buckets of plain water helps me understand that part of my eating is being thirsty. They say that we pretty much need about half in ounces what we weigh in pounds, so something like 100 ounces of water a day for someone who weighs 200 pounds. I drink a lot of water and feel bad without it, and eat more without it.

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