Today I packed up my nummy cottage cheese salad lunch (seriously, it is actually good) and headed off to work.
I worked hard like a busy little bumble all morning, my lunch, sitting in the fridge for me, happily waiting until 12pm. But then I found that I got a free lunch as part of the event I was at so decided to leave my salad until tomorrow, I mean, it will be fine in the fridge won't it?
And I know it will except I keep thinking of it there, checking its little salad watch,
"It's much later than her normal lunch time... maybe she's running late today. I'll just wait."
And then a few hours later,
"Maybe she isn't hungry today, I'm sure she'll have me for tea."
"She still hasn't eaten me! What's wrong with me?!"
Oh salad! I am so sorry but I will eat you tomorrow, I promise!
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