Dinner Guests

This Friday afternoon the working routines were briefly disrupted at the embassy when four dinner guests arrived. Or to put it more correctly, they were “guests” in the sense that they were not supposed to be there, and “dinner” in the sense that they were to be boiled and eaten that evening. For some reason a delivery service delivered four big, blue and lively lobsters at the Danish embassy instead of the German embassy, much to the bewilderment of the chef, who seemed quite sad when the mistake was discovered. So for an hour or so the lobsters scrabbled around in their white Styrofoam box in the stairwell, ignorant of their faith and objects of a mixture of amusement and pity by the rest of the employees.