Three separate, almost finished food items sat in the lunchroom at the end of the day. Lettuce remnants and a single tomato wilted in the bottom of a salad bowl. A sweet sat alone in a blue tin, and crumbs of a spicy crisp lingered in a clear, plastic container. Nobody wanted to take the last morsels.
This is an unwritten code both at work and home. Is it fear of being perceived as greedy? Or is it avoiding the work of cleaning and replacing? Collectively, are we saying, “1-2-3! Not it!” by leaving the dregs to decay unconsumed?