Friday, November 27, 2009

All I Wanted Was Some Lo Mein

There's a food court in the atrium of the building where I work, and despite multiple resolutions to bring my own lunch more often, I eat a good 95 percent of my midday meals there. And out of that, it's probably running about 9 of 10 in the little Chinese place -- it's cheap, it's quick, and there's enough selections that I can switch it up every day and fool myself into thinking that I'm not in a food rut.

I guess the holiday got the workers a bit introspective. There's a guy right outside the place offering free samples. Today, he asked me how my Thanksgiving was -- I said fine. Asked how his was. His was fine as well -- then, he added: "We made it to another Thanksgiving. That's good, man. That doesn't always happen."

On to get the food (today: vegetable lo mein, sweet and sour chicken, pepper steak). The lo mein-disher said "man, you're always working." I laughed politely -- yes, why I do work a lot and wouldn't mind not doing it, very true! Then: "it's good you're always working. Because otherwise you wouldn't be working -- and that's going to happen sometime."

Ominous thoughts. Chinese food wage slaves, or Shakespearean harbingers of doom?

1 comment:

Cranky said...

Great post.