Thursday, March 22, 2012

Not Rain, Nor Sleet, Nor Hail, Nor Salmonella

The school lunch today was a turkey sandwich, on a long roll, with cheese and lettuce. It was my first time making acquaintance with the turkey sandwich. Which was accompanied by ten raw baby carrots and a snack bag of Baked Cheetos. I squirted some ranch dressing on my tray for carrot dipping, and added a warm foil packet of Miracle Whip to the sandwich. It was passable. And did not give me heartburn. Perhaps I've mentioned that I am expected to enjoy my noon repast at the tender hour of 10:53 a.m.

But here's the scary part.

Today was parent conference day again. From 1:00 to 6:00. This is the night we don't order out for supper. We do that on the first night, when we have to stay until 7:00.

At 4:30, I happened to be in the teacher workroom, using up the last of the toner on the mighty Kyocera, when I looked to my right and spied a horrifying sight in the teacher mailboxes.

IT WAS A TURKEY SANDWICH.

In a mailbox. Unwrapped. Unrefrigerated. Can that be healthy? I think not.

Somebody might be sitting on his throne for the majority of his day off tomorrow.

4 comments:

Sioux said...

Or hunched over it. Was there a side of potato salad, along with some raw chicken thawing, to create the gastrointestinal "three horsemen"?

Hillbilly Mom said...

Sioux,
No. But a couple years ago, one of the staff ate for SIX DAYS off some leftover catered BBQ that had been left out for hours on two different days. We couldn't believe it when she would trot out that potato salad and baked beans pulled pork day after day. She must have been used to such dining habits, and had thus developed an immunity to food poisoning.

Kathy's Klothesline said...

Yum!

Hillbilly Mom said...

Kathy,
You must be a connoisseur of past-their-prime eats!