Bagel, Interrupted

A leftover bagel sat on a paper towel by the toaster in our office kitchen for most of the day. Next to it, a stack of foam coffee cups; just beyond, a cup of soda. I'm guessing that one interrupted task led to another, ultimately resulting in this tableau, which remained untouched for the better part of the workday.

For once, I'm glad to be sure it wasn't me leaving half-done tasks strewn about. I've always been a write-it-down-or-forget-it kind of person, but I'm also frequently the one walking over toward the copier — or was it the kitchen? — and returning to my desk empty-handed... because I can't remember why I went that way in the first place. Ugh. That kind of forgetfulness is supposed to be charming, no?