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Wednesday, September 1st, 2010 07:46 am
Someone's stealing the sweet stuff I bring in to work for personal consumption.

Chocolate blocks are messily broken off (I break them off by neat squares); packet sweets are suspiciously lower the next day; yesterday, I chopped up a chocolate bar into thirds and ate one: this morning there's only one third left.

My suspicions are on Smarmy Bastard. Mostly because he's one of the few people who wouldn't have a care for my personal space (I don't mind, right?) and who would repeatedly do something like this and think it's perfectly okay.

My alternative is Mister Knows Best (who always talks like I'm too stupid to fix the problem myself), who would probably think it a lark to steal from me.

I have thought about replacing the sweets with my cat's poo. That would be rather fun, I think. At least until they smeared it all over my desk. My boss is pretty indignant that someone's been stealing from me, but working out who's the thief will be the trick.

Now I'm wondering if they're going to nick off with the fundraising chocolates sitting on my desk.
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Wednesday, September 1st, 2010 04:41 am (UTC)
Invest in some candy that turns your mouth blue.
Wednesday, September 1st, 2010 12:44 pm (UTC)
Exactly what I was going to suggest.