Salient. Official Newspaper of Victoria University of Wellington Students Association. Vol 40 No. 19. August 1 1977
Cafe food Strikes Again
Cafe food Strikes Again
Dear Mr Ed.,
After spending two hours in the laboratory the other day, the pains of hunger finally overcame me. Reservedly, I headed for the cafe. Bearing in mind the usual crap they serve, I decided to take pot luck and buy a bag of [usually greasy and soggy] chips. Whilst returning I noticed the tell tale footprints of man's best friend leading into the Lab. Inside I found a dog.
Taking into account the fact that I had built up a high immunity to cafe food and that he had been accustomed to good quality food, I thought twice about offering him a chip. However, after Hiking into his pleading eyes, I decided to risk' giving him a sample of cafe cuisine. This he devoured with great delight so I gave him another one, by which time the first had reached his stimach which decided that this food was not to enter his system.
The result — he chundered all over the floor and before we recovered from the shock of all this he pissed off.
After thinking that it took only two chips to make this poor creature sell out I promptly threw the remaining chips in the bin. I then vowed that rather than buy any more chips I would spend my money on higher quality food, to which this dog was obviously accustomed.
So if you see a guy down in the cafe eating a tin of jelly meat in the cafe you'll know it's me.