May 24, 2010
Lunch Orders
I leave the office building every, single day for lunch. I often go out to Potbelly's or Jason's with friends. But even when my friends are busy, I still get out and go home to eat lunch, and to take the dogs out.
Partly it's because preparing a lunch ahead of time is a huge hassle. I'm not five, so a PB&J and a juice box isn't going to cut it for me. I require more elaborate lunches, which would necessitate planning and shopping and prepping and special packaging for transport. Remember Molly Ringwald's sushi lunch in "The Breakfast Club?"
I would need something at that level. And alas, I have no maid to prepare it for me.
But mostly, I leave for lunch every day because I need to get the hell out of there. No, PhD Boss, I don't want to go grab a salad at the deli downstairs and eat in one of the meeting rooms with you. I get enough of you in an eight-hour day. I am not pining to spend yet another hour with you, trapped inside harvest-orange walls.
If you want to have lunch with me, you must leave the building. Sadly, he will not leave his email for the amount of time it takes to wolf down a tuna salad sammich, so he will never, EVER have the pleasure of my company during lunch.
Anyhoo, every day, I don my purse and sunglasses, and with car keys in hand, I head to the bank of elevators. And without fail, I run into some colleague who bids me to, "Have a good lunch!"
God, that annoys me to no end!!! It's such a non-communication. Like, "Hihowareyou." Or, "Hot enough for you?" They relay absolutely no information. They are verbal puke -- reflexive and utterly worthless.
Have a nice lunch. DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO! Gee, I was planning on having a crappy lunch, but since you told me otherwise, I believe I will go with your idea for my lunch. Thanks for your well wishes! They certainly turned my day around!
Also? Duh. Of COURSE, I will have a good lunch. Even without your prompting, I will have a lunch that doesn't suck. Know why?
1. I wont be here.
2. There will be food. Food of my choosing. Food that someone else will cook for me and bring to me. That is the dictionary definition of "a good lunch."
So don't worry about me, co-workers! I can handle this lunch thingy all by myself! No need to throw your two cents in! Go choke on your microwavable, low-fat fish entree! And have a nice day.
Comments
I'm an eat out girl, too.
Posted by: Stacey at May 24, 2010 07:39 PM