I leave uneaten food in my lunchbox. Back when I had one lunchbox, it would only be for a night or maybe, at worst, over the weekend. Therefore food didn't really have a chance to spoil... too much. However, I have since acquired a second lunchbox. Now instead of being forced to throw away the food so I can use the lunchbox, I can just use the other one. That leaves a much larger window of time for rotting. In the summer. Fruit flies. Shudder.
Today there were fruit flies around my desk. I thought they just flew in from the kitchen on a reconnaissance mission. I tried to clap them into oblivion and then starting clearing things off my desk so I could put my computer there. On the desk. Where you think it'd might belong (but you'd be wrong (the desk is much too far away from the bed!)). Then I noticed the desk had a big stain on it. First thought, get my Mac as far away from that stain as possible. Second thought, whaaat is that? I quickly realized something had leaked from my lunchbox.
Strawberries. Mashed. Fermented. And to think I had been worried about the salmon I knew was in there!
The redness had seeped onto, what else, my clean load of whites which were folded and sitting on my desk.*
That reminds me of another rotten fruit surprise.
When I went to GA during spring break of my junior year, we stopped in Savannah for a couple of day. I was digging through my backpack, most likely the same backpack I used everyday, I felt some unidentifiable mushiness in the bottom of one pocket. I looked in and saw an orange. It was no longer orange. It was green and all over my sparkly leopard-print bra! No!
Kind of looks like planet there, just floating, rotting, etc.
So I guess that's that... for now.
Beware rotting fruit! Don't say I didn't warn you.
*Don't worry, thanks to Emily I am a fucking stain master. Cold water. Dishwashing soap.
