Heather and I devised a plan to save money:
bring our lunch to work.
She volunteered to make us tuna fish.
She did this because she has to dissect the tuna.
At first I just laughed and thought she was crazy.
Later, she sends me this picture.
She said it was a bone that was in the tuna.
Obviously, I thought she was joking.
So, she sent me a pic of the can it came from.
I still didn't believe her and told her to bring it to me at work.
"Yes Jessica, I will put a tuna bone in my purse for you."
Turns out it really was a bone.
I didn't know what to think.
I have eaten so much tuna and never had a bone
(or scales like you see in the other picture).
Turns out that's because the bone gets soft with all the stuff you put in your tuna salad.
Who wants some tuna?