Today at lunch, after eating my customary peanut butter and blackberry jam sandwich on Milton's Healthy Multi-Grain bread, I met a challenging navel orange.

The orange didn't peel well. The rind came off in chunks like tree bark. I was undeterred.

Once I had removed the rind, I spent little time removing the remaining pith due to impatience. I couldn't see a clear breaking point to section out the orange, so I dug my thumb into its top to create the divide.

As if I were changing an infant, I was suddenly hit in the glasses by a yellow stream of liquid from the orange.

I put the orange down on my desk and went to the restroom to wipe off my glasses.

"How's it going dude?" a co-worker asked.

"OK," I replied. "But an orange just peed on me."