Friday, January 20, 2006
Fortune Cookies.
Last night we went to a noodle bar as part of the leaving drinks for a colleague. At the end of the meal you get a fortune cookie. Everyone else got nice little random comments. I got told to work harder. If it wasn’t for the fact that I had a pretty good performance review I’d suspect my managers of fixing the cookies…
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I'd listen to the cookie if I were you. Beware its wrath. Lest it give you indigestion.
But I was taught not to play with my food....
If you burn it, how much does the temperature of a beaker of water rise?
burn it? the cookie...? And surely you could use the water to out out the fire.. or have I missed somthing?
confused of Berkshire
It was ment to be about measuring how much energy is contained in said fortune cookie. ++Plus, pupils love anything that involves getting the bunsens out!
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