Job is going well thankyou for asking. Shift work though, so I'll be around now and again :o)
Job is going well thankyou for asking. Shift work though, so I'll be around now and again :o)
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She sat at her desk. The glow of the computer screen seemed to tut at her. Feelings of guilt flooded through her as she began to type. ‘If I could just make them understand why I did it’ she thought to herself, ‘then everything would be ok’. Sadly she looked at the empty tub in front of her, its yellow and black swirls taunting her. ‘Stop it, stop it, I confess!’. She glared at the pictures of the contents. A reminder of what she had done wrong.
It all started with a simple discussion of what she would cook for her dinner. The scent of a fresh cheese and onion loaf wafted from the kitchen as she tried to decide what to eat. It was just one of those times when she was feeling a little peckish. Just a little something to pass the time until dinner. Little did she know she’d be caught up in a crazed eating binge of little party food wonders. She had simply fancied a twiglet. There had been an open tub in the kitchen only yesterday, left over from Christmas. But now it was no longer there.
Foolishly she believed the rumours that all the Christmas treats were gone. It was a bare faced lie. In the cupboard stood two packets of flavoured crispbreads, a toblerone and a tub of Curry twiglets. Curry twiglets? Made by the Jacob’s Bakery. She remembered that these had been part of a 3 for 2 special deal Waitrose had back in November. They were about £2 if she remembered correctly. Inquisitively she lifted the plastic red lid and peeled back the silver foil. She’d just have one…or two maybe. After all you can’t eat a lot of twiglets, the marmite flavour can be a little strong. Gingerly she put her hand in the tub and pulled out a twiglet. It was an inch long and looked, unsurprisingly, like a twig. ‘I guess that’s where the name is from’ she laughed to herself. These looked like ordinary twiglets but slightly more yellow coloured. ‘That’ll be the curry flavouring’ she said out loud. Excitedly she extracted two of the little sticks. Stuffing them in her mouth she waited for the marmite tang but it wasn’t forthcoming. Only a very tasty mild curry flavour. ‘Mmmmm delicious’. She looked closer at the tub, 450kcal per 100g it said on the side. She quickly scanned the tub to see how many grams it contained. '200g, better not eat them all then' she thought.
After consuming half a tub she thought about dinner. ‘Crikey, I’d better makes these my dinner’ she thought to herself. Biting into another one she savoured the crunchy texture. Absent mindedly sucking the flavouring off another and staring blankly at two that had stuck together to make the shape of a V she soon realised that she could see a vague hint of silver at the bottom of the tub. ‘Oops’ she thought ‘better stop now’, but she couldn’t. She tried and tried but soon all that was left was a few brown crumbs. Suddenly she was overcome with guilt. She felt like crying. Not only had she eaten the entire tub but she’d also eaten a slice of the fresh bread too. She daren’t think about the fat. Fearfully she looked closer at the nutritional details. ‘Oh my god 21.5g per 100g!’ She’d really blown the diet this time.
She opened the empty tub, just to check it was really empty. She sniffed. The scent of curry reminding her of her sin. She hoped that her confession would help to ease the guilt.
Was what she had done so wrong? You be the judge.
P.S. Apologies to all those who don’t like the style of this op but I was just getting a bit bored of simply stating facts and was feeling creative. The feeling has passed now and it won’t be happening again ;o)
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