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Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Freezer Burn
Do not ask me to produce the office salad tongs. I can only bring you one tong. But we no longer have tongs. As usual, this incidence was not entirely my fault. They shouldn't have placed the bucket the tongs should be stored in on top of the fridge. And should not have made the fridge and buckets so tall. And cover the fridge on two sides so there was no one to lean in close. And the only way to place the tongs was to attack from the top. Just one look told me that that was impossible. I turned to Young Bo', who gave me another look, one said, "You actually think I can do better?" I didn't think so. And had no choice but to toss the tongs into the bucket. The first one went in nice and cleanly. The second one was where my troubles lay. It skidded around the rim of the bucket, but instead of dropping, slid right past to the edge of the fridge and dropped all the way down toward the bottom, enclosed by 3 walls and the back of the fridge. Young Bo' and I looked at each other, very quickly realized that there was no way we could retrieve the tong, and decided to pretend it never existed. So good sir, do not ask me to produce the office salad tongs. I know not what you speak of.
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