Mortadella Becomes Her

The time was 11:10am and my tummy began to rumble.

This excited me especially, because all I had last night was a couple of potato chips, and a piece of toast.

So I journeyed to the kitchen and picked up my lunchbox.

A really annoying man was in there, so I didn't get to buy a bag of chips (had this craving for chips on my sandwich).

I got back to my desk, by this time it was around 11.30am.

I started munching on, my sandwich was disgusting.

I kept gagging coz I'd hit these fatty deposit spots.

It was disgusting, yuck.

So I feel like vomiting now.

I threw the meat out at one point, and continued with the cheese.

Now our Pod smells like Donkey.

But no one cares coz its mine and if they complain I'll take them to HR calling them all racists.

I just wanted to tell you my tragic story.

So long cruel world....