Today, November 17, a day struggling to live in infamy, had some pork chops in the fridge at the Job. Put them there in the morning. Took one out at break time. But in the afternoon went to the same refrigerator and they were not there. What happened to them! As it looked to be reorganized figured they could be one place they could be. The garbage. Looked in there and sure enough there were my pork chops. But luckily they were in the bag among other stuff in the fridge that was tossed out. So basically they were among other refrigerator stuff. Whew. Tasted one of them and from that test it seemed they were OK to eat. Placed them back in the refrigerator. Am taking them home for my dinner. This has been a week of food and coffee snafus. Went to Donkin Donuts and ordered a vanilla frosted donut and got a Boston Creme. My fault for not paying attention. But there was Monday when refrained from my morning coffee believing blood would be drawn only to find out the Red Cross appointment slots were filled. A day or two later my normal coffee spot hadn’t even had the pot plugged in. And they threw my pork chops away. Threw them AWAY!