Yesterday I was getting ready to leave school when one of the teachers in my room asked me "Justin, will you be here on Wednesday?"
An innocuous question enough, and of course my answer was "yes." Where else would I be on a work day?
His follow-up was "Can you eat my lunch for me?" I thought he meant the lunches that students from the cooking classes bring sometimes to be evaluated by teachers. Again I told him yes. But I asked him if it was from the students.
"No, the last time I ate my lunch, something was wrong with my body for more than a day."
Have I become a faculty taste-tester or something?

Comments
Ummm... what the fuck? Why not just not eat it?
Posted by: Jenn | February 13, 2006 8:32 AM
I did eventually eat the lunch. Turns out it was the school-provided bento box that teachers are given on certain special testing days. It actually was quite good, and I think I escaped the poisonous effects!
Posted by: Justin | February 13, 2006 10:49 AM