Had an all day training session today, and some sandwiches were ordered in. Three out of the six people were vegetarian, which left a pretty poor choice. Not to mention that the “veg” sandwiches were on the same plates as the meat ones, and probably cut with the same knives. I picked up an egg sandwich out of desperation, and it had a thin slice of chicken roll in it – which I only discovered after I had taken a bite. I still feel ill 4 hours later.
It’s now 6pm, and “my” car is on its way back from Newcastle. The boss has offered me a ride home, but not for half an hour (or so). And I’m supposed to be going out for dinner tonight. It may be hours before I get there, and I am hungry.
Cross too.
Disco Knitter 
that’s gross (I can’t eat chicken roll and I’m a carnivore – hell, I can’t even eat catered sandwiches)
I keep forgetting to tell you, the best masala dosai – at the little restaurant next to T2,in King St opposite Burgerfuel (which is kiwi and does an amazing vegie burger – have it with kumara chips and a Phoenix feijoa drink)
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How very cross-making. Also, the veg sambos are usually a lot nicer than non-veg, so the omnivores wolf down the non-meat.
Hope the dinner was worth it.
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