This morning I made a total idiot of myself in the kitchen because there were these oranges that looked really lumpy and felt really soft and disturbing. Danielle (my co-worker) was there so she asked the guy doing the food stocking if the oranges were supposed to be so soft. I was just going to give up and eat an apple, because the bananas are not ripe enough, and the oranges were confusingly soft, but then finally when the food stock guy didn't know, Danielle just opened the orange and we discovered it was a mandarin orange. Who knew?! There was no label. Then I ate half of it and discovered, I don't think I like mandarin oranges. Or rather, I think I prefer them soaked in syrup out of a can.
In other news, the CBS Early Show has the cheesiest titles. Yesterday they had a woman on who was talking about this crappy album she made called "Skinny Songs" which is literally about losing weight and intended to be motivational, and the title of the segment was "Weapons of Mass Reduction." Seriously, it's awful. The things you suffer through when you are at the gym. You know, that and exercise.