Well the fact of the matter is that Kevin brings the best lunches to school every day I work with him. When I look down at my Slovak Ministry developed and approved rubbish, I just feel like Kevin is mocking me (which he is by this stage) which is so inhumane that I want to kill him. Technically the only Humane thing to do at that time....
Depending on what time he tells me about his lunch the hate starts earlier or later and builds to a different degree...
All I know is that if I ever have to eat a crap lunch across from him and his home cooking again i'm going to snap, and cry....
Which makes me think... I wonder what I do that affects others like that? Probably my music taste in the staffroom... he he he...
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