I am telling this tale of misadventure in its all its wordy fullness, because people at work seem to find it very amusing. I do point out that it has not yet been proved that I am not dying a hideous death due to poisoned Weetabix, but they don't seem to think this is much of a risk, and just laugh.
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Mysterious noises, Weetabix and threatening doom, with tangential oily cakes and long-ago tea disasters )
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The cat then reminded me in no uncertain terms that the fridge had been opened and then closed again with no cat food issuing from it. She wished to register her complaints with the management. - LOL! The management should have known better!! :D :D
Sorry, but I laughed my way through most of it, though with a slightly guilty feeling - if that makes you feel better? Good job you've got a sense of humour, this could have totally ruined your day *hugs*
PS You're not allowed to die, so no more battery acid in your Weetabix, okay? *stern look*
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On a reassuring note, I would expect you to notice really quite quickly if you had consumed something strongly acidic. I say this based on when I was tricked by a guide* to do so (well, just a TINY bit), and it tasted like sherbet and made my tongue sore.
*I even have an icon for that - White Island. Or, as it should be known, yellow island, because of all the elemental sulphur deposits that the hydrothermal springs deposit. In the vein of "don't eat yellow snow", I'd add a far, far stronger warning against drinking from springs that deposit yellow minerals.
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Did the battery explode???
Are there further non-edible substances on your 'to-eat' list....?
:-DDD
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