I was checking my newsreader this morning and found this article about a mom making packed lunches for her kids and blogging about it. Food? Pics? Lunchboxes? I immediately clicked at all available links to find out more. I should have stopped at her Flickr page but of course I had to find out more about the cute lunchbox she was using. Now I desperately want a Laptop Lunch Bento Box Set and daydreaming how I’d fill it up with food and carry it snazzily to work. The USD20 pricetag hurts a lot but I figured it’d be a worthwhile investment (hahaha!). I’m currently waiting for the lunchbox people to reply to my email begging them to send me one in Malaysia (they ship to limited locations).
I know, I know. A tupperware would work just as well and prolly be cheaper in the end but I don’t want a tupperware. Dali can attest to my obsession with lunchboxes when I spent an hour in Nice deciding whether or not to fork out 20 Euros for a vintage metal lunchbox (I didn’t). Those goofy things bring back good memories of me slipping in a slice of leftover pizza together with nasi goreng to take to school for lunch.
This morning I had a terrible shock when I checked my Inbox and saw the Regional Big Kahuna (my boss’ boss’ boss’ boss) had emailed and asked me to drop by his office for a ‘chat’. I immediately broke into a cold sweat and felt nauseous. Thank goodness I was in decent office gear. I called his assistant to see if she knew what he wanted but damn, she wasn’t in yet, so I braced myself and walked down. Knocked his door, introduced myself and spent the next 5 minutes listing who I was, where I worked, what I did and who my boss was. In the end it was all good and I’m very chuffed with the outcome but I must admit I spent 5 minutes in the loo afterwards trying not to puke. Note to self: be more positivelah!