Mary Pat Baldauf just Tweeted this:
You could literally hang meat in @Starbucks in the Vista! Freezing!
Well, the over-effectiveness of the A/C is neither here nor there, far as I’m concerned. I just want to be at Starbucks! Now!
Rather, I NEED to be at Starbucks.
Just a moment ago, I found something on my desk. An off-white, plastic, roughly cylindrical object, standing on its end, slightly smaller at the top end than the bottom. About the right size to fit easily into the cardboard tube in the middle of a roll of toilet paper.
No idea what it was, or how it got there. Did someone leave this thing here thinking it belonged to me. The color was right for a Mac accessory. They’ve been trying to get me to use the Apple laptop I was issued. Is this something that goes with that?
I was as bewildered as those apes contemplating the Monolith at the start of “2001: A Space Odyssey.”
But instead of heaving a thighbone at it, I reached out, with a certain trepidation, and picked it up to see if there was some sort of label or clue on the bottom…
… and salt poured copiously out of the top of it.
Yes. It was the shaker I had nicked from the ADCO kitchen for the late lunch I ate at my desk Friday.
I really think I am going to make a rare mid-morning visit to Starbucks, and I don’t care how cold it is. Perhaps I can kill something with a thighbone and use it for warmth…