I work at a law firm in this ultra mode
rn building that’s green, shiny and rounded on one end like a cruise ship. A couple days ago, a friend and I decided to pick up two tuna salads for lunch, so we walked to a nearby restaurant. But when we returned to the office, paleness came over our faces as we discovered the restaurant personnel had forgotten the tuna — what we held in our hands were simply two "plain salads."
After the shock cleared, I decided to hop into my car and drive back to the place to get our scoops of tuna. I did, and they did give me the chicken-of-the-sea treat.
I came away from this event frustrated and thinking it’s a bit unusual. "This type of mishap doesn't happen to me — I'm the epitome of efficiency, always making sure the I's are dotted and the T's crossed," I told myself. Then I mused in one of those learn my lesson types of promises, "Next time, I'll check the food order before leaving the café."
The following day, I scurried off to lunch late around 2:00 pm. This time, I drove to a Safeway store and selected a hot Chinese food plate, and some odds and ends, and proceeded to the checkout counter.
I laid my purchases on the black conveyor-belt and watched as they sped toward the cashier. Automatically reaching into my purse, clearing away unwanted items like a Day-Timer and checkbook, I discovered my wallet was missing.
"Please, wait a minute while I run to the car," I begged the cashier, "to see if my wallet is there?" She nodded and I quickly trotted in a panicked state. But as I neared the silver Pontiac, images of me, before I left the office, calling an insurance company with medical card in hand, rose to the front of my brain. The car seat was empty … and powwwww, I realized the wallet was probably on my desk.
Yes, you guessed it — I hopped in my car and drove back to the office and found my wallet lying next to the telephone. Back, again, I drove to the grocery store to pick up my now cold food.
After two days in a row of “lunch catastrophes,” I was dumbfounded. What's wrong with me I thought out loud? But then a friend remarked, "Perhaps it's a message about food?" I thought for a few seconds, and replied, "Yeah, it's like the universe is making it hard for me to get food!"
Sometimes you have to be hit over the head a few times ... or have a few catastrophes happen ... before you start making a positive change in your life. This was a wake up call for me.
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rn building that’s green, shiny and rounded on one end like a cruise ship. A couple days ago, a friend and I decided to pick up two tuna salads for lunch, so we walked to a nearby restaurant. But when we returned to the office, paleness came over our faces as we discovered the restaurant personnel had forgotten the tuna — what we held in our hands were simply two "plain salads."After the shock cleared, I decided to hop into my car and drive back to the place to get our scoops of tuna. I did, and they did give me the chicken-of-the-sea treat.
I came away from this event frustrated and thinking it’s a bit unusual. "This type of mishap doesn't happen to me — I'm the epitome of efficiency, always making sure the I's are dotted and the T's crossed," I told myself. Then I mused in one of those learn my lesson types of promises, "Next time, I'll check the food order before leaving the café."
The following day, I scurried off to lunch late around 2:00 pm. This time, I drove to a Safeway store and selected a hot Chinese food plate, and some odds and ends, and proceeded to the checkout counter.
I laid my purchases on the black conveyor-belt and watched as they sped toward the cashier. Automatically reaching into my purse, clearing away unwanted items like a Day-Timer and checkbook, I discovered my wallet was missing.
"Please, wait a minute while I run to the car," I begged the cashier, "to see if my wallet is there?" She nodded and I quickly trotted in a panicked state. But as I neared the silver Pontiac, images of me, before I left the office, calling an insurance company with medical card in hand, rose to the front of my brain. The car seat was empty … and powwwww, I realized the wallet was probably on my desk.
Yes, you guessed it — I hopped in my car and drove back to the office and found my wallet lying next to the telephone. Back, again, I drove to the grocery store to pick up my now cold food.
After two days in a row of “lunch catastrophes,” I was dumbfounded. What's wrong with me I thought out loud? But then a friend remarked, "Perhaps it's a message about food?" I thought for a few seconds, and replied, "Yeah, it's like the universe is making it hard for me to get food!"Sometimes you have to be hit over the head a few times ... or have a few catastrophes happen ... before you start making a positive change in your life. This was a wake up call for me.
WHAT'S YOUR OPINION? -- TAKE THE POLL OR CLICK ON THE COMMENTS LINK.
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