Thursday, October 18, 2007
People that work in an office are obsessed with lunch.I found that out today. I mean, I know I've always been really excited myself when it gets to be time for that sweet, sweet midday break, but I don't take it to the extreme that some people do, and did today.
I brought lunch to share with another intern today because I had extra dorm food left over from last night. Needless to say, it wasn't peanut butter and jellies or apples, but it was delicious food. Big deal, right?
Right. Huge deal, apparently. See, we were enjoying BBQ chicken with green beens and pizza and a brownie.
And people FREAKED OUT about it. "Whoohooa. Where's the party?" one asked. Another followed us around, trying to get to the source of this food. Some exclaimed "Yum that looks great!" Another person asked us where the food came from. "My house," I said.
As we walked through the hallways, we had to endure "What is that smell?" and "Man, what a treat!" Even the man in the elevator was asking us all these questions about the food. "Look! A lamb chop! Wow, that looks amazing! It's so funny that you're eating that for lunch!" he said. "It's actually chicken," we replied.
After a while I began to feel, sort of...on display. What makes people feel like they can comment and drool over our food? Get off it, people! If you like chicken so much go get some from the thousands of Chinese restaurants all over! Get some for $1 from McDonald's! Or make some at home and bring it in a container! Sheesh!
*Story addition*
Mary, the intern I ate lunch with, reminded me of the weirdest part of the whole experience. So the elderly male who rode the elevator up to the roof with us (we eat lunch on the roof) was admiring and freaking out about our lunch. We got to the door that lead us out onto the patio and Mary and I had both hands full so he stepped forward to push open the door for us, but then Mary threw her leg up and pushed the door open with her foot. The man, flabbergasted, responded "ooooooo child!".
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