When I was heating up my lunch in the break area at work today, the guy with the very large lunchbox (he eats many small meals a day and uses a lunch carrier the size of a small suitcase) was setting up his lunch. He was opening a can of tuna. Jars of mustard and peanut butter sat on the counter beside him.
I said, "Oh. You're not having a peanut butter and tuna fish sandwich."
"No. I'm making toast to go with the peanut butter and I'm eating the tuna from the can because I didn't have time to make food today. I've never tried peanut butter and tuna, but I bet the peanut butter would cover up the tuna taste."
"Ugh." Now I'm wondering why, if he dislikes tuna, he's eating it right out of the can. And how he could think the addition of peanut butter would be an improvement.
153 words | December 6, 2007 10:30 PM | Working for The ManI worked with a guy named Bobby once who ate the same thing. He was into weight lifting.
Great guy. We used to call him Mr. Protein.
Posted by: Tripp at December 7, 2007 10:21 AM