Four o’clock ticks around and I rifle through my drawer: Rice cakes? Yech. Peanut butter? Nope, it ain’t gonna hit the spot. Tuna? Eww, fishy stink! What I needed was some good old fashioned chocolate, that’s what. I turned to Lisa: “No, sorry hun, I don’t have any!”. I turned to Kalo who shook her head solemnly and instead offered me her salty pistachios.
I whimpered internally before Lisa returned to her desk, slurping on a Chuppa Chup: brainwave! Yes! There had to be a choco flavoured Chuppa Chup somewhere! I shook the Chuppa Chup box upside down and found one at the bottom: DELIGHTED. Then I slurped on it hard and waited for my chocolate tastebud to smile. And waited. And waited. Alas, it frowned: let down– it tasted like vanilla caramel for chrissakes!
I turned back to my keyboard unsatisfactorily sugared up and thumped out some words on my qwerty keyboard. There was some kind of kerfuffle on the other side of our pod. I ignored it mournfully. Then: “Margie, would you like one?” Violetta glided up like the Cookie Fairy God Mother from Cookie Crunch and held out a dazzling tray of delicious Coles choc chip cookies. I gaped like a flounder and absolutely could not comprehendo my luck: Violetta was my saviour. I kid you not, I practically cried with happiness.
