And all I got is the inspiration to write this lousy blog post.
Feeding yourself when you work in an office for 8 hours a day can be tough. There’s a delicate balance between not eating enough, bringing too much food, and having just the right amount. I still don’t know what just the right amount is. I tend to pack a lunch, because I’m
tight thrifty, and I don’t really like sandwiches. Certainly, I don’t like sandwiches from Pret which cost about £4 with some thinly spread filling, even if it could the most delicious thing I’ve ever eaten. Even sandwiches from Greggs, or Tesco, are reaching into the £3 region. Is this reasonable now? It doesn’t sound reasonable to me.
But what do you do when you want a sandwich? It doesn’t happen to me often, but the other day I had an extreme hankering for a beef, mustard and roast potato sandwich like my mum would make with roast dinner leftovers. I’m no fool; I knew I wasn’t going to get anything like that, and if it is possible to, I need to know where from immediately. Still, there is a sandwich shop just up the road, the Brunel Sandwich Shop, so I figure, if anywhere is going to satisfy me, that’s going to be the place!
I was wrong. I was hoping to be served up a masterpiece of sandwich creation – I guess I thought a sandwich shop would have like, sandwich specialists, or something – but instead I got a sad assortment of beef, lettuce and a thin layer of mustard on white bread. Honestly, I’ve had nicer sandwiches from Greggs.
The moral of this story is that even when you find Greggs a little bit pricey, Greggs is still always the answer. And sandwiches aren’t worth it. That’s all.