Eurgh
So, I'm sitting here, minding my own business eating a cheesebun and reading my email. When I look down at my cheesebun and see that it's mouldy. It didn't taste mouldy at all, but ick. I hope I didn't actually eat any mould. That'd be gross.
So, anyone wanna buy me lunch?
Edited to add:
I also fail at eating in the general vincinity of another human being. My backpack is on an end table. A girl put her coffee and some of her stuff on the end table. I was reaching for my water bottle, which I thought was beside my backpack, and instead stuck my hand in her coffee. She didn't notice. I hummed and hawed over whether or not to tell her or not, but in the end it was a moot point because I was shifting my backpack and knocked her coffee onto the floor, spilling it all. Ooops. So I got her attentions (she's talking on her phone and doing stuff on her computer) and went "uhhh... I kinda knocked over your coffee-" and I was about to offer to buy her a new one when she told me it was ok and not to worry about it. But seriously, she'd hardly drank any before I knocked it over. Weird. I now feel like a total dumbass who should not be let out in public or relied upon to make her own lunch.
My hand smells like coffee.
So, anyone wanna buy me lunch?
Edited to add:
I also fail at eating in the general vincinity of another human being. My backpack is on an end table. A girl put her coffee and some of her stuff on the end table. I was reaching for my water bottle, which I thought was beside my backpack, and instead stuck my hand in her coffee. She didn't notice. I hummed and hawed over whether or not to tell her or not, but in the end it was a moot point because I was shifting my backpack and knocked her coffee onto the floor, spilling it all. Ooops. So I got her attentions (she's talking on her phone and doing stuff on her computer) and went "uhhh... I kinda knocked over your coffee-" and I was about to offer to buy her a new one when she told me it was ok and not to worry about it. But seriously, she'd hardly drank any before I knocked it over. Weird. I now feel like a total dumbass who should not be let out in public or relied upon to make her own lunch.
My hand smells like coffee.