Like any office, people bring in food to share with their co-workers.
Unlike most offices, we get all manner of food thrown at us in hopes we'll write about it and give them free publicity. As a result, we see some pretty freaky stuff.
I'm not sure if that explains what appeared in one of the office kitchens the other day.
I mean, it looks benign. Tray full of potato rolls... what could be wrong with that?
Uh, what's that pink stuff leaking out the side?
Okay... that's a little more comforting. Florida Bakery makes some good stuff...
Okay. Room spinning. Gonna vom.
Alright. Better now.
UPDATE: Okay, here's the thing. I was hungry. And I'm occasionally cheap. Eating random food makes me feel like Matt Henson on the Arctic ice sheet. Doing so in the workplace is like a little vacation.
So, you know, I was repulsed. But I ate it. I went all "Fear Factor" and pushed through that barrier.
And it was pretty damn tasty.
Lesson here: It's okay to be cheap. And culinarily haphazard.
I still don't know what it was that I ate, but maybe that's a good thing.