When Luncheon Doesn’t Function

(We go out for lunch every Thursday, and even take turns in paying. I get on with everyone really well apart from one guy. I will call him Coworker #2.)

Coworker #1: “On for lunch today?”

Me: “Of course, it’s your turn to pay after all.”

Coworker #1: “What?” *begins counting on his fingers* “Dang, I thought it was your turn.”

Me: “Oh, I forgot. I have a meeting just before. It should be ok, but I may be a little bit late.”

Coworker #2: “Well, we can’t hang around all day. I have things to do.”

Me: “Yeah, well, like I said it’s only a few minutes.”

Coworker #1: “Ignore him. Of course it will be fine.”

Me: “Great. I didn’t bring any lunch with me, so I’m starving.”

(Lunch quickly comes around, but my meeting isn’t over. I rush through and head back to the office only 10 minutes later, only to find no one there. Not only did I not have anything to eat but got a lift into work and no canteen on site. Eventually they return…)

Me: “What the h***? I wasn’t that late back.”

Coworker #1: “Sorry. [Coworker #2] drove us and he kept pushing that he had to be back in time.”

Me: “You realise that I literally have nothing to eat?”

(So there I was: hungry, no food, nor a way of getting any. Thankfully, my boss took pity on me and lent me his car so I could actually eat that day. I gave up on our weekly lunch and brought my own in from then on.)