From now on, I'll make sure to check what's inside

For lunch today, I brought some special grilled mackerel. When I ate it, it was delicious as expected. Ah, pure bliss. It was an excellent side dish that even let me enjoy the lingering aroma as it wafted through my nose.

To go with it, I had a vegetable-packed consommé soup. I chopped up everything I could find in the fridge and stuffed it in. It all blended together perfectly in the soup jar, creating a real harmony.

And for one more item, I had two mini croissants.

Huh? Bread instead of white rice?
If you thought that, you're very sharp. There's a sad story behind that.

It happened the night before. I checked the count properly.
I even told myself, 'Okay, even if I eat some tonight, there's enough white rice left for tomorrow's lunch,' and I did that much.

But this morning, when I went to heat it up, guess what? The container was filled with individual portions of shiitake mushrooms simmered in soy sauce that I had prepped. No way! Why did I pack this container? Of course I completely misunderstood.

Regret it as I might, it was already too late. I didn't have time to cook rice from scratch. So, I decided to take the bread that was right in front of me.

No one will notice, I thought. Just as I was munching away on my strange lunch combination, that's when it happened.

“No, I mean, it’s fine, really. But can I ask? Why bread??”

A jab came my way. My coworker, who was eating in the same place, didn't miss it.

“Well, you see, the simmered shiitake mushrooms were...”
I started fumbling through a nonsensical explanation.

Lesson learned: Make sure to check if the container actually has white rice in it.

Well, I have work tomorrow too. I've already prepped my lunch. Everything is perfect.

See you later.