Bye Belly Bye

Receiving boxes goes like this: Go to the pallet, cut the plastic wrap, remove the plastic wrap, and as you take down the boxes scan them with a handheld device. Then stack the boxes back up in a different place.
Every pallet contains between 15 and 50 boxes, depending on their sizes. Today I received 8 pallets or some 260 boxes, which gave me a nice feeling of accomplishment.

Why do I mention this?
Well, since yesterday I explored the lesser levels of Niveau (or the subbasements of good taste), I thought today I might give an example of what is good and morally spotless, and what is that if not good old honest work. Yes, I think today I was totally worth my ten bucks an hour.

Speaking of good taste, due to the fragile state of digestive system today I decided to take the safe route and bought myself some crackers for lunch. That didn't really turn out well, because I am from abroad, and that is why I know perfectly well which i.e. German cookies taste like crap and which are most delicious, while here in this country I have my difficulties even with comprehending the difference between cracker and cookie.
So I ended up with these really salty and flavour-free thin crackers. Definitely not something I would ever buy again. I employed a bottle of coke to wash them down.

Which brings me to the next thing: I am hungry. And here's the question: Should I choose wisely again and eat some dry bread or worse, cooked carrots, or should I just go crazy on myself and eat that leftover chili which is sitting in my fridge and calling my name.

I really want that Chili.
I think I am gonna eat it.

PS: Whoever wrote that comment about brown water at children's birthday parties - hello? Those things don't go together (only if the children produce it themselves, in that case though it would hardly be considered a party, it'd rather be fecal slaughter in the play room).