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Friday, 27 December 2013

Omnivorous and Oblivious

Conrad's Day-long Skirmish With Food
     I needn't have bothered taking gluten-free cookies into work today - there was a considerable assembly of food remaining from Christmas Eve, all plonked rather conveniently next to my desk.  So!  First I exterminated a trio of mince pies, then went through a packet of breadsticks and four kinds of dip, used up a packet of ham, then finished another packet of ham rather than see it thrown out, ate a stollen bite, then a slice of real stollen, finished off the Gorgonzola, had some mature Cheddar slices, helped empty a tube of Pringles, had a tin of mackerel, a nectarine, a persimmon, two ham rolls, a tub of chilli cheese and a handful of carrot batons.
     I should have taken a before and after photo, shouldn't I?
     Conrad 5 Food 0

Having Just Done The Weekly Shop -
     In the evening some of the date-expired food gets reduced to daft levels.  For example:
All of 15p!
Now, there may have been a bit of sharp practice going on here: whoever had been doing reductions had left the scanner and printer in the reductions chiller cabinet.  Anyone who knows how to use the scanner (like me!) could have selected a silly 90% reduction rate.
     This leads us to another question: what are "Polish Croquettes With Meat"?
     Dunno!  But they only cost 15p so who cares what they are!

Conrad's Voluminous Flagon
     A useful Christmas present, viz:
Ruler for scale
It holds about 1.3 litres and is clearly a refugee from the Printworks Bierkeller.  Well it has now found a home!

Why Oblivious?
     Well it transpires that Chris, Team Leader at work, is in a relationship with Claire, ex-worker at work.  I only found out on Christmas Day, when apparently the entire office already knew and had done for months.  Months!
     This is not good news.  What else have I missed?  I'm sure we're moving to Angel Square in the near future.
Blindfolded, as a metaphor.  Also a whole lot more attractive than Conrad in blinkers
Mucilage!
     Yes, as part of your well-rounded education via BOOJUM! we look at this word.
     Obviously, o so obviously, this is Medieval French and means to generally torture and chop a person about, as they used to do at the drop of a wimple back in those days.  Yes -  to hack, slice and fillet a person into a bag of offal.
     What's that?  It's not?  Oh. 
     Apparently it means "A gluey substance".
     Damn, reality can be dull sometimes ...
Carnivorous plant eating a fly - by using mucilage!  Okay, reality, you can take your coat off.













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