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2 of the little red ones, and you will be fine Portina.
Maybe sit in the corner until they kick in.
I have a wife for that ...
... the highlight of my day is opening my lunchbox and seeing what kind of sandwich I have, and Mondays is best as I see what cake she has baked for the week ahead, with fingers crossed for date and walnut, or if I am really lucky a slice of Christmas cake (not long finished last years (they do so improve the longer you leave them), and this years was baked last weekend, it is in the larder now being spoon fed ready - hic ;o)
Deeply depressing
... the highlight of my day is opening my lunchbox and seeing what kind of sandwich I have
. . . and on so many levels.
Indeed ...
... the highlight of my day is opening my lunchbox and seeing what kind of sandwich I have
. . . and on so many levels.
... think yourself lucky :o)
I disagree
... the highlight of my day is opening my lunchbox and seeing what kind of sandwich I have
. . . and on so many levels.
I could actually get slightly excited about the prospect of a surprise like that. If you can find joy in the little things in life then there's a good chance you'll be a happier soul :)
And now I'm going to go paint my landing - and that doesn't excite me :( (Though all the talk of food has reminded me that I have some mini pizzas in the freezer!!)
Idea
You should get your wife to do it. Then, when you inspect the result, it could be the highlight of your day.
And now I'm going to go paint my landing - and that doesn't excite me
Almost
I had a catering company and we would stand at the front door between 8:30 and 9:30 and listen for customers orders on the wind. We then made up the sandwiches and put them in bags folded like a paper aeroplane. At 11:30 we would throw them out of the front door so they arrived at the customers' premises.
Unfortunately we had to give this up when the seagulls learned they could [***] them out of the air and the only ones they let through was cottage cheese and spinnach - not a popular choice.
My own restaurant
That's the joy of working at home - today I had a chickpea, courgette garlic and chilli concoction (yesterday evening's leftovers) with rice, a poppadom and some lime pickle. Tomorrow should be moussaka if I make it tonight!
Cathy
Graze Boxes
I occasionally buy those Graze boxes.
Receiving a box of tasty nuts and treats through the post makes a welcome change
from the usual bills and HMRC dross.
I once used to work in an office above Greggs which was too handy.
We have a works canteen,
he does not produce a menu and it is self-service, but I eat what I get without complaint in the knowledge that its a tax free benefit and the company gets tax relief on the cost.
With ref to the OP, yes it would be good, but my trip to the "canteen" is often the only time i leave my desk for hours at a time and I would be worried about what would happen if I accidentally ate the homing device. Would I then be summoned to someone else's office if they made the same choice as me?
They're here
I've just arrived in my offices to find my sprout and marmite sandwiches waiting for me, its uncanny how they know...
Google?
You could always just google
'sandwich delivery [name of your town]'
unless of course you work out in the boonies, in which case you probably go out and shoot something for lunch.
I usually spend much of my time eating my words, so I don't get too hungry.
Ah well, the advantage of a dodgy memory...
I make all the sandwiches for Casa Democratus and if I am really lucky I forget what I made for myself - often this is a complete surprise at lunchtime and also a highlight of my day.
Perhaps that says something about the kind of day I normally have though.
@ Andy
No wife. Only myself to blame when I notice the paint drips tomorrow. And what b*stard created banister spindles? They serve no useful purpose and are a complete pain to paint.
In your own words
He is well paid that is well satisfied;
And I, delivering you, am satisfied
And therein do account myself well paid:
My mind was never yet more mercenary
He is well paid that is well satisfied;
And I, delivering you, am satisfied
And therein do account myself well paid:
My mind was never yet more mercenary
He is well paid that is well satisfied;
And I, delivering you, am satisfied
And therein do account myself well paid:
My mind was never yet more mercenary
He is well paid that is well satisfied;
And I, delivering you, am satisfied
And therein do account myself well paid:
My mind was never yet more mercenary