food on the move

Posted by Meg

This week I’m taking an Institute on Federal Library Resources as a part of my MLIS at Catholic University. It’s essentially a two-a-day field trip class to federal libraries in the DC metro area where we visit the facilities, learn what’s available, observe their work flow, that kind of thing. It involves perhaps a little too much Power Point for comfort, but I’m learning a lot.

Anyhow, this whole institute is disrupting my daily eating pattern, and I’m a little peeved. I’m one of those people who eats all day long. Breakfast runs from about 8am-noon. I go outside and have a walkabout, maybe chat to my boyfriend over my lunch break, and then the actual eating of lunch runs from about 1pm until I go home. Being in and out of libraries all day at the institute doesn’t leave any room for food, and the time that has been allotted for munchies happens to be time on a bus.

I am comically bad at eating in moving vehicles. It really should be prohibited. I do alright with things that can’t possibly make a mess, like bananas, but start to fail with things like burgers. Today’s fare included a small pasta salad and a tuna sandwich on a baguette. Eating the pasta with a fork was a little iffy, but doable. The sandwich, however, was near disaster. The tuna was heaped high and juicy. The baguette was thick all over, and the top half was unusually hard. Biting through said sandwich caused some serious tuna gushing… all over my business attire. A fishy smelling crotch is never a good thing, but it’s especially inconvenient when you’re trying to make a decent impression on potential future employers. Tomorrow’s solution: hard to say.

Pity me, friends.

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