Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Wrong again, Zod

Despite the company-wide salary freeze at my office (I blame the overproduction of zinc for the nation's economic decline), we still had individual job-performance evaluations.

I got generally glowing reviews. Which means they haven't discovered the troop of monkeys I keep in the building's basement to do my editing work for me.

But the one comment in the report that when read right can apply to all facets of my life was "can make a good decision when necessary."

I prefer to put a little emphasis on "can" with an implied "but" at the end and maybe a "sure" at the beginning so that it's:
"Sure, he can make a good decision when necessary, but..."

For instance, I left uncooked ground beef in the fridge for over a month. I wanted tacos last night, but the beef didn't look right. There, at that moment, I was on the cusp of a good decision: Dispose of the rotting ground beef. Instead, I doused it in anti-bacterial kitchen cleaner for an hour before rinsing and cooking.

Did I get sick? You betcha. Real sick. I'm currently on life support in ICU. Originally, I wanted to write this as a public service announcement à la Yul Brynner.




Except that I picture myself more as the Steve McQueen of food poisoning.



Tainted beef is the thinking man's food with the eating man's taste.

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