Like most people who work in an office, my lunch-time tends to consist of a dash to the supermarket or local store in order to pick up something to eat at my desk.

Which is why I utterly detest sandwich makers.

I do not mean the people who make fresh sandwiches right in front of you, on a good day they are just barely tolerable. I mean the people who make the pre-packed plastic wrapped ones in the supermarket.

They lie and they cheat. They are simply, scum.

They pack the sandwiches in such a way that it appears from the front that they are fully stuffed with delicious ingredients, all of which are falling out of the font of the pack like Jordan in a B Cup. Yet when you bite in to the sandwich, and get passed the visible part you realise it was actually packed like Kate Moss in a heavily supported B Cup.

You feel cheated.

Beyond the bit where it was cut in half there is basically no filling. Or if there is, it is nowhere near as voluminous as the outer bits suggest. I have never wanted curly hair so do not like crusts at the best of times, but when they are simply dry and crusty, it is like eating twigs. Which I have not done for ages now.

I know, one way of getting round this would be make my own sandwiches, but as I am inherently lazy, I simply can not be arsed.

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