I just want to heat up some soup for lunch.
I don’t want to bring my pot to school and cook it there, I don’t want anyone else to heat it up for me and risk scalding themselves, and I won’t scald myself doing it myself and sue the school for a gazillion dollars because I’m horribly disfigured. I just want some warm soup for lunch.
I don’t even need it hot, just warm.
I don’t talk much about my life food choices but I have been a vegetarian for awhile. I don’t even remember the last time I ate red meat. And this year I decided to go vegan. What the hell I thought, why not. I mean if you’re not eating meat because you abhor the whole factory farming industry then really you have to include dairy and eggs in that. I mean really you’re just deluding yourself if you think free range egg hens are really having a happy happy time there.
HOWEVER….. thats not the point of the story.
The point is that I eat a lot of soup. I love soups and stews and mushy mixtures full of veggie legume goodness.
And here, at the arse end of the world, we are heading into Autumn. Oh, sorry, foolish me, that shouldd say here at the arse end of the world we’re a month into autumn. If you lived here you wouldn’t know that because we’re still in singlets and shorts and sweating a lot.
But I digress. I eat soups, stews and mushy veggie goodness all year.
So I thought…… I could take my leftovers to school each day and have them for lunch.
So I went to the Student Services building, because I figured they were there to Serve the Student. And I asked them if there was a room with a microwave in it that students could use to heat up food. And she looked perplexed. And she said – have you asked your teachers? And I said well yes actually I have. But it’s not really their job to know is it. That should come under the Student Services department jobs. But anyway she finally said…………………….no.
So I went to the canteen and asked them. And the very very lovely lady who works there told me that no there was no such room and that she couldn’t even heat up anything for me because of OH&S issues. She could scald herself and then somehow the TAFE is responsible and bla bla bla bla bla.
So I was talking to one of my new Tafe friends about this and he said – yeah, there’s a room downstairs in our building with a microwave in it and I see students using it all the time.
So that afternoon I went downstairs and saw it myself. A room, with a microwave in it. And I said to the woman who was working there – Can students use that microwave to heat up food? And she said – only international students. And I said – well what about the local students? and she said – too bad.
Obviously they’re much more responsible microwave users.
So the other day I was sitting there eating my leftover cold pasta dish and my friend Catherine said – that looks good, I bet it’d be nicer hot
indeed it would