I attended an informational meeting at work recently about running in a 5K race. The meeting was intended to be a “brown bag” lunch, meaning it was during the lunch period and you were encouraged to bring your lunch and eat it during the presentation.
My lunch that day was left-over pizza. I got hungry a little early and didn’t really want to look like some sort of bad-nutrition loser to all the fitness freaks I imagined being there so I ate before I went. I took the deception a bit further by toting an apple with me to the meeting. Look what healthy choices I make!
I never felt comfortable crunching noisily on the apple, however, so it sat undisturbed for the duration of the meeting. Afterwards, I carried it with me when I walked up front to ask the presenter some questions. We ended up talking for some time and even practiced some new stretching techniques before I headed back to my desk.
Once there, I started craving something sweet – a common occurence after lunch. As I thought about getting some chocolate or maybe an ice cream sandwich out of the freezer, I remembered my apple. Sweet and healthy!
And not present. Where is my apple?
I replayed events through my head. I definitely picked it up from the table when the presentation was over. I walked straight back so no opportunity for losing it on the way. Oh… I bet I set it down when we did those stretches. Darnit. Suddenly, nothing sounded as good as eating that crisp, sweet apple.
I decided to send an email to the organizer of the meeting since I would be in her building later that afternoon. Maybe I’d be lucky and she picked it up and took it to her desk. I entitled the email “apple?” and sent the following:
I think I left my apple sitting up front while I was talking to Amanda [the presenter]. If you happened to have been the person that picked it up, can I maybe grab it when I come by this afternoon? 🙂
Her reply was remarkably formal and had me laughing. I wasn’t wanting to make a big deal out of it.
Please email Amanda about the apple.
To be extra helpful, she copied Amanda on the email, who in turn managed to respond before I could.
It is on the podium in the meeting room. Unless someone picked it up after I walked out.
As I contemplated whether I wanted the apple enough to walk back down to that building, Wendee responded:
The meeting room is locked. I can go and get it for you.
Oh, my. I’m not even sure it’s worth my effort! Much less someone else’s! So I replied:
Wendee, it’s really not a big deal. I mean, it is just an apple. I’d hate for it to rot in there and make a mess though. If you do happen to stop by and get it sometime before 2:00, then great, I’ll pick it up from you. If not, I’ll just eat some ice cream and call it good. (just kidding)
She didn’t respond and I knew. I knew why. She had stopped what she was doing and jumped up to go retrieve my precious apple. I was really starting to feel bad. About ten minutes later, she wrote back one last time.
LOL!! Snacks are very important! I have your apple pleasantly hanging out on my desk in my office. You better come before 3pm or I will eat it! 🙂
So, I stopped by and picked up my apple. And made sure I ate it. If the fitness guru went to so much effort to return it to me, the least I could do was eat it instead of the ice cream sandwich.