The fruit pot saga continues. This morning I tried wrapping the plastic notleakproifintheslightest pot in cling film and then putting it in a sandwich bag. When I got to work the sandwich bag was filled with fruit juice and some of it was in my newly cleaned bag. Back to the drawing board again then.
Much to my surprise, when I got to the canteen there was a row of pots in the cooler next to the fancy cakes and chocolate. Inside the pots was fruit salad, pineapple, grapes, melon, papaya, kiwi and apple.
“You’d better bloody buy one,” Carla said when she saw me looking. “The chef made them specially and if they don’t sell he won’t be making them again.”
I picked up two, one for lunch and one for my afternoon snack and took them to the scanner with my latte.
“Can you just fill in this quick survey while you’re here?”Carla asked, passing me a clipboard with some paper on.
“What is it?” I asked looking at it suspiciously.
“Just read it and fill it in,” she grinned.
The survey had just one question, ‘what kind of milk would you prefer in the coffee machine? A) whole milk, B) semi-skimmed milk, C) skimmed milk.’
Guess which one I ticked?