It was Kristen, the VP of marketing at my new place of employment – or as it says on her business card, Marketing Goddess. She also used to work with the CEO at his last company and also made a lot of money. She drives a fairly new Mercedes SL convertible. She is very flamboyant – I guess as any good marketeer should be. She is a strikingly beautiful woman. Not cute and girlish, not even soft or feminine – but very beautiful. She is almost as tall as I am – maybe 5’ 9” or 5’ 10” in flats (I’m 6' 1”)
Anyway, she came into the makeshift kitchen – a corner of the leased office space with a refrigerator, sink and counter, and a file cabinet doing double duty as a pantry. She caught me eating a big slab of brie on a chunk of crusty French bread.
“I’m impressed they bought it” I replied to Kristen “and imported French brie at that. Most companies are satisfied with offering cheese whiz.”
She laughed at me. “We have that, too.” She opened with door to the pantry and pulled out an aerosol can containing an unnaturally bright orange cheese flavored product.
She pulled off a hunk of bread and put some brie on it. She pulled up a chair at the table and joined me for lunch. We chatted amiably about nothing much at all. After a while Pete came into the lunch room and went straight for the pantry. He pulled out a box of crackers and the cheese whiz. He assembled a cracker and cheese whiz sandwich and popped it in his mouth. Then after a couple of chews, he tilted his head back and sprayed on an extra dose of the orange goo. Kristen and I looked at each other and giggled. Pete seemed to sense he was being made fun of – and stalked off with his lunch, giving us a “what’s so funny” look.
“So Rich, I’m having a small dinner party at my house next Saturday night. Are you free?”
“Yes.” Trying hard not to sound bitter, I added “my social calendar seems to be rather open lately.”
“Well, that’s probably a good thing if you are working here. Do you like Lobster?”
“Lobster is great.” I said.
“Do you have a, uh, partner of any sort? Or will it just be you.”
“Uh, just me.”
Later I got an e-mail with the subject “crustaceans”. It was addressed to me and 2 other people. It turns out that her significant other is returning from
Sounds delicious.
4 comments:
What's wrong with cheese whiz?
There is nothing wrong with Cheez Whiz, IMO.
I am quite plebeian in my tastes at times, however, I do enjoy a ride in a Rolls Royce every now and again with Brie. :P
Anon, nothing - if you like it.
Arch, good food is food you like. Don't matter what other folks think.
Cheez Wiz has it place on the food pyramid. It's not in the same category as Brie but it's there. I think it's with all the other "this is not really food or good for you and it might very well be compressed chemicals in a can but when you want it, you WANT it" I think Cheetos are in that same category but I could be wrong about that.
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