On the way to work

This morning I made 2 soft-boiled eggs and put them in my lunch bag. I intended on eating them for breakfast once I got to the office. The other contents of my lunchbag was a chicken salad sandwich that Jay kindly made for me. Shortly before rushing out the door, I realized I hadn't taken vitamins lately, so I popped about 5 different ones.

Driving to work, I suddenly felt very nauseous. Oh dear I realized, it's the vitamins on an empty stomach, or rather a stomach that's only had acidic coffee in it. I thought I'd have to pull over, it was that bad. I veered to the side of the road, and realized I could just keep driving. This happened once more. I thought, maybe I'll just take a bite of Jay's sandwich, that will help. So I reached into the bag and felt the eggs. Now plenty of times I have brought hard-boiled eggs to work. I thought, I'll just crack one in my car and eat it! (WTF)? Yes, I'll crack one in my hand by squeezing it, I'll make this work! A moment later, I had yellow yolk and soft white egg all over my hand, dripping into the bag all over the saran wrapped sandwich. I had forgotten that fast that it was a soft-boiled egg.

I licked off my hand as best I could (out of hunger) and drove to work. My stomach was fine now. The other egg ended up being too soft and I ate my lunch sandwich for breakfast. Sometimes, I am a real spaz.