My office ALWAYS has a wide assortment of snacks available for the eating. To make it clear, when I got this job I gained 10 pounds in a month. Yes, I was stressed out, but that wasn't the main problem. The main problem was that people in my office want me to be FAT!!
There is a lateral file cabinet in front of my area (ok it's a flippin cubicle lol). The cabinet has SNACKS on it ALWAYS. Lots of snacks. And they vary from day to day because someone named "Steve" keeps bringing stuff in. For the first few months of this job, I would ask where the food came from when I got in. Like, "Hey, who brought that giant tray of brownies?" OR "Who dropped off the Panera bagels??" The answer was always the same: "Steve." I wondered why Steve, a former employee in our office who had moved over to IT about a year before kept feeding us. FINALLY, after a long long time of people laughing at me behind my back, I realized that Steve wasn't bringing in the darn food at all. Instead, all kinds of different people were bringing the food in, blaming it on Steve so I wouldn't give them the evil eye!!
Last week sometime, I took it upon myself to move all the snacks over to the other side of the building, in front of a different department. Granted, it's still only feet away from my desk, but at least it's not right in front of me. The other department was pissed! On Friday, a lovely woman named Diann decided to move all the snacks back to their prior home, right in front of me. To this I exclaimed, I'll just move 'em back! So today, I put a bag of miniature candy bars on her chair and then I went on an afternoon break. When I arrived back in the office, this is what I saw before me:
OK Diann...no more Miss Nice Girl.
It's on baby cakes!
It's ONNNNN!!!
1 comment:
You guys are soooooo silly!!!!
I'm like you- noooo willpower if it is near me- better outta sight, outta mind :)
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