My Work Place(Part2)
Hmmmh…today is different, I feel energetic,revitalized,intellectually stimulated and satisfied after just two samosas and a cup of coffee, okay that wasn’t all, it was accompanied by an egg roll and two chapatis,hmm..mmh..Ain’t anything make me feel better than an Obama chapati.(have you seen that video too..Obama Baby).Do you know you can actually have those guys deliver this rare piece of culinary genius, artistry and wonder to your door, home, office or wherever it is you choose to partake of this wonderfully and proudly Ugandan made chapatti. Don’t know where they got their recipe from but all I know is that when you get down to munching that soft almost bread-like mixture of tender dough that has carrots and onions laid out in the right quantity, and then wash it down with the aroma-filled burning sensation of a hot cup of coffee you can’t help it but feel revitalized, energized, youthful, intellectually stimulated, yes…, realize it has me thinking about all these food stuffs and aroma.
You need an Einsteinic level of intellect to be able to conjure up these emotions and put them on paper. Okay enough about food, I can see you reader yawning, yes, YOU.Thats not good for you, just walk out of that excuse of a place you call an office and grab something to bite. Imagine If one day me and you could wake up to find that you can enjoy a McDonald’s burger as you walk down the street from your office, or better still a warm hot dog as you stroll to your car which is parked a stone’s throw away from your office. We even hope for the day when we’ll have organized parks or benches laid out well in a shade where one can sit and recollect why your boss suddenly smiled and patted you on the back when you mentioned that you deserve a pay rise because of the unprecedented number of clients that you have single handedly brought to the company while enjoying a diet coke and fries.
Sounds like a dream but you never know, one day. I don’t know about you but there is something about food that gets me thinking about big things, grand plans, ambitious projects, precise execution of targets and how if I were the mayor, this town would be custom made for the noble and grand activity of munching and crunching the order doesn’t really matter as long as you get the job done. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if instead of tear gas and rubber bullets, police actually threw hamburgers, hot dogs and anything round enough and heavy enough to be thrown with the intention of hitting the victim and successfully derailing his progress. People would never complain infact we would just find more reasons to riot, strike and wreak mayhem in a peaceful and environmental friendly way such that when the burgers start flying, you receive them in peace and comfort and munch away. Talk about a new approach to fighting crime and violence in the city, feed the homeless and they will have no reason to steal. Isn’t Uganda after all well endowed in as far as food production is concerned, so why not. All this and more can only be achieved in the 21st Century.