I am dining today courtesy of Coin Street.
The company where I work does lots of different things, but one of them is hiring out conference rooms to other companies. We have catering services, like tea and coffee and buffet lunches and things. And it’s good food, proper coffee, that sort of thing.
Frequently there are leftovers, and it’s well known among everyone that I’m a student and I’ll scrimp wherever I can. So whenever the buffet doesn’t get eaten, I get called, and I stock up. The other staff do it too, we often take whole trolley fulls down to the office staff to help themselves to. It makes sense – it’ll only be thrown away otherwise.
The past two days I’ve worked I’ve had much bounty. I’ve eaten lunch and dinner at work both days, and taken home as much as I could carry. I won’t be eating food I’ve bought for at least two days, I shouldn’t think. Todays lunch is prawn sandwhich, salmon bagel, smoked ham bagel, potato salad and jelly. In the fridge is more sandwiches, more potato salad, more jelly, marinated chicken breasts, courgette pasta salad and a huge tripple chocolate muffin. And ten pots of strawberry or apricot jam and honey. (The little 30g ones you get at nice hotels.) I also had two fresh peaches for breakfast, and have bananas oranges and apples in the cupboard.
This, combined with pears falling like raindrops from the tree in the garden and the prospect of making chutney from them, cheers me up a little. Fighting with housemates and coursework struggles and other things had put me in a mard for a while, but with the whole house to myself for a few days I’m feeling more chirpy. After all, if free food and peeing with the door wide open simply because you can doesn’t put you in a good mood, what will?!
