Corporate Vulture
This is me today.
(image from www.maxwaugh.com)
There is a big meeting going on today and I am anxiously waiting for it to get out. Not because I need to speak to someone in that meeting, or use the conference room. But because they ordered from THE BEST sandwich shop ever. It's a local spot whose name I always forget but they do things with pesto and mozzarella and tomatoes and french bread that should be illegal because they are so sinfully good.
Usually after a meeting the receptionist will send out an email "Leftovers in the kitchen" and people will make their way leisurely over to see what's left. When she mentions that it's leftovers specifically from this shop? The thundering stampede can be heard as soon as she clicks "send" and the email appears in our inboxes.
And it just so happens I forgot to bring my lunch today so I am all about hovering like a vulture near the conference room, waiting for them to bring out the tray of leftover untouched sandwiches so I can feast.
Vulture it up!
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8 comments:
Good luck getting a tasty treat! :)
update: i scored a sandwich AND sunchips. life is good.
hahaha...scientists are notorious for being catered lunch vulutres! Seriously, whenever there is any sort of lunch leftovers lingering about, they vanish within minutes.
Sweet! I wish someone would get me lunch...we have no groceries at my house right now. And I have no time to pick anything up. )o:
Sounds delicious - hope you caught a few good treats...
I interned at the State Department in college. There was a woman who's entire day was absorbed in finding out which press conferences were about to end so she could get free cake. Gotta love civil servants.
Sounds delish - glad you snagged some good grub!
*drool*
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