Another day, another lunch "date".
I should explain, just in case you lot grass me up to Celeste; not a "date" as in with a lady, but a date as in, "with the old team". Or more accurately, the team I worked with for three weeks until the project got shelved.
Anyway, I've just pleaded sickness and got out with it.
I did this for three reasons;
1.) I had to give some negative feedback about one of the people on the project. This was in no way vindictive or because he is a twat, but he is crap at his job and really needs to be told to, "buck up" or "pull his weight" or even a simple, "do some bloody work" would suffice. (Says the man who is currently blogging, ahem).
2.) I gave Celeste her taxi fare this morning thus rendering me broke, so spending 10 quid on a (probably very nice) lunch is not in my best financial interests.
3.) Last night's leftover lasagne is calling me. "Eat me Tilesey, come home and eat me, put me in a sandwich with some sliced gherkin and enjoy" etc.
In fact, the decision to ditch the lunch date was easy (and partially made for me), the decision as to whether I should toast the lasagne sandwich or not is taking a lot longer to reach.
Work was a lot more fun when the cool people were still here.
Maybe one slice toasted, one slice not?
Posted by: Geyv at October 26, 2005 11:45 AMA lasagne sandwich... did I read that right...?!?
Posted by: JonnyB at October 26, 2005 03:19 PMToo right you did Jonny!
Lunch of champions
Posted by: Tilesey at October 26, 2005 05:23 PM