… and survived!
I came into work pretty early and had first a tea (with milk) and then a coffee (with milk). The tea tasted fine, and the coffee just tasted like a too-strong hastily made coffee with no sugar in it (I prefer sugar but try to resist, usually without success).
Then everybody else arrived and a general squawking went up about the milk being well-off. Somebody rushed off to get some more while I tried to tell if if my belly felt in any way worse than usual, and if I was going to have one of those days.
But no belly ache, no hospitalisation, still alive.
So there you go, from now on I am going to taste the milk rather than just look at the due date.
I mean I would smell it, but if you smell perfectly good milk in a container that’s been open for a day or three it always smells off. This is because the milk around the top of the container is actually off, or at least pretty rank smelling when held directly under the nostril.
The way around this is to pour a sample into a clean glass and smell that.
But it is obviously quicker and easier just too have a quick swig from the carton.
I’m sticking with that.