...goes the weasel

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

The Ninth One (aka Lunch. [Launch?])

Since my attachment started, I have only been thinking of two things at any given time on a day to day basis. 12pm, and 5.30pm. Lunchtime is one solid hour of getting away from the drab white walls of the office, and to at least see a bit of the sun. All while filling up the stomach. It is a happy time.

But just yesterday, dear ol' Mr Sun decided to go on strike, leaving the damn rain clouds to take over the sky. And oh boy, did it rain. It rained real bad, because the canteen upstairs, the last holy scantuary of the whole building (apart from the first floor where I regularly spend about 5 mins about every 2 hours) was packed. The queue for the only food stall almost reached the lift, no kidding. I was forced to pick up some bread and bear not just with the agony of hunger pangs, but even worse, to bear with being in those 4 walls for a little while longer.

If hell were a place on earth, it would be a tiny room in the corner of Level 4, Corporation Place. Where time stands still, and you just sit. Sometimes, they give you stuff to do, but its all just a tiny distraction from the big picture; the fact that you will be forced to waste your life away for all of eternity. I swear, I have seen my fingernails grow while sitting on that highly comfy chair. Hang on, the left index looks a couple of millimetres longer now.

Thankfully, the radio, always the trusty companion, decided to give me a perfect way to redeem that awful day. Bernie, the boss of everybody's favourite BOTAK JONES, was in the studio today, and was talking about the new item on the menu. Wagyu beef.

For those not in the know, wagyu is widely considered to be one of the best breeds of cattle to consume. If you can only eat beef once in your life, try wagyu. Or kobe. The beef, not the basketball player. The two cattle are rather similar.

Anyways, after work, I quickly rushed down to the Toa Payoh branch to get my fix. It was 200gms of bliss. In fact, for 36bucks, it ain't too overboard, even if you're taking into account that the recent stock markets are plunging like Guo Jingjing from 10 metres, abeit not as gracefully.

It was a brilliant wrap up to the day. And I, for once, am satisfied. =D

by wc at 7:55 PM |