Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Free

My workplace is obsessed with food. Hardly a day passes without an email who's subject line promises "Beef Stew in 8th Floor Kitchen - Help yourself", or a chirpy message from my arch-nemesis, Ned Noxley, promoting the hellish "Baked Goods in Meetings Dept".

Management struck quite a blow last week with the announcement that popcorn would henceforth be banned: “At this time, because we have been unable to avoid burning popcorn, we will no longer have it available in the kitchens” (‘we’ in this case being CRYSTAL IN SOCIETY SERVICES, who apparently cannot make a bag of microwave popcorn without burning it, since she has done so THREE TIMES, twice causing the evacuation of the entire building. Oh, by the way, microwave popcorn is the EASIEST FUCKING FOOD IN THE WORLD TO MAKE.)

Anyway, today I was greeted by a strange sight in the 9th floor kitchen – a lone box of Barilla Ditalini, with a post-it note attached that said “Free”. I’m not sure if it’s a political statement, a modern art installation, or a sad reflection of a co-worker’s need to bring a 39-cent box of pasta to work in order to get rid of it. What am I to think?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Well, since ditale in Italina means "thimble", or ditalini "little thimble", i can only assume that your co-worker was confused in that she thought she was buying a bulk box of sewing implements, only to find that, despite their hardness, they were not as durable as a real thimble. And as a pasta, she wasn't sure what sauce to use with them. I think there's probably a tiny, hidden camera in the box so that she may learn which sauce to use from whoever takes the box and uses it for a meal. And while we're at it, what kind of wine goes with thimbles?