Monday Jul 16, 2007

There Is No Spoon

I keep dropping my fork.

There's a canteen at the Sun campus in Burlington, MA. They've called it the Liberty Café, but it serves more than one would expect from a café. They've got a wide variety of food, and the quality is ok.

Occasionally I'll buy food there and walk back to my office to eat it. They thoughtfully provide plastic utensils for that very purpose, so I grab a fork before heading back. However, fumbling with a drink, some napkins, a plastic fork, a container of food, and dealing with badge-accessible doors is a nontrivial task for a klutz like myself, and I invariably drop the fork before making it all the way back. Recently I've been trying a work-around: grab two forks whenever I choose to bring food back to my office.

So now, instead of dropping a fork on the way back, I drop two of them.

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