Metamorphosism

Bad apple

A person will take the bad apple if it's the last one in the fruit basket and they really want fruit for lunch. I know, I did this morning. I felt a little sorry for it, too. I have this thing for underdogs.

Gamma got the remains of some olive bread, sliced, with broiled turkey breast inside, and a banana with something written on it (note to parents: don't get started with the banana notes, it seems nice at first and kids (etc.) like it, but eventually you run out of clever things to write and have a banana crisis every morning, standing there with a writing implement in one hand (in my case, a fork, I bruise the notes into the banana skin with the tine) and the banana in the other, a look of concentration on your face) and three cherry tomatoes. Alpha got similar turkey between two slices of a triangular loaf of whole wheat sort of bread, a banana with something else written on it and tomatoes. I took two pears and the apple. The pears are longish, yellowish-brownish. The apple is gravensteiny-looking, and is bad on one side where something got poked into it a few days ago and it's been going soft since then. On the other side is a bare spot where I peeled off the sticker (Great Idea! Let's put apple-shaped logos on all our apples, so when customers think of our product, they think of apples!).

The rest of the bunch was unspoiled.