I won't be typing much tonight. My left hand has completely gone anarchist, along with a grape-sized spot on my right shoulder that feels like someone's sticking a knife in my back.
This makes Trayless Tuesday a trouble to survive...oh. I never mentioned Trayless Tuesday, did I?
Hem, hem. Trayless Tuesday was the brainchild of someone in the cafeteria department here at Eau Claire. It involves taking away everyone's trays on Tuesday (we get trays the other 6 days of the week, you see) and leaving people balancing plates and cups and knives and forks and spoons and bowls and banana peels and teabags and whatever else they happen to accumulate while in the cafeteria.
It's called: Some stupid administrator thought it would be not only environmentally friendly, but a real hoot as well to watch the entire cafeteria juggle a bunch of full dishes across a crowded room and over a dozen backpacks, without spilling or dropping said food.
Nobody's been hit in the neck with hot soup yet. Miracles do happen.
And it has the notorious distinction of making Tuesday the most hated day on campus, even for the cafeteria staff (I've overheard their conversations and apparently they hate it as much as we do)
So, how great is it that on another glorious Trayless Tuesday I would be down one hand?
I had to take a couple of trips today, back and forth, instead of tomorrow when I can load it all up on the tray and hold the tray with my mostly working right hand. No, no, no. Today I had to trek back and around and over and through the crowds just to get enough food on my table to stuff in my face.
I burned more calories getting the stuff over there than I got from eating the stuff.
So, in pain. Hate Tuesday more than I ever have before. Stupid administrators and their stupid ideas. At least we get the trays back tomorrow.
Ta,
Bec
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