After a string of meetings, all one can really ask for is something to re-energize you. Most people go for coffee, but of course I, being the 5-year old child that will have a tantrum if I don't eat every 2 hours, high-tailed it to the kitchen to grab a delicious combination of snacks. After a few minutes of noodling over my options, I decide on something salty, something gummy, and then a couple pieces of dried fruit to make me feel better about my other selections.
Normal people would wait to get back to their desks to start snacking, but I dive in within seconds and continue my munchcapade all the way back to my desk. Meanwhile, my IT guy has stopped by to fix my computer per my request. As he's asking me questions attempting to help me, I continue stuff my face and even miss my mouth completely causing my something salty to go down my shirt. Whooopsie! And of course I have no other choice but to leave it there.
After a quick fix to my computer, I start in on the something gummy. Much to my dismay, these are the kind of gummies that like to glue themselves to your teeth until your next visit to the dentist. After 5 minutes of trying to get them off of my teeth and giving myself TMJ, I finally decide that picking my teeth with my finger is the only solution.
So basically this email is an apology to all that had to hear me chew for 10 minutes, endure me throwing food down my shirt, and witness me using my finger as floss. Maybe I'll gain some manners over the long weekend.
