There's a special place in hell for people who steal other people's food from the communal fridge. Good thing hell has an HR department.
Before: "If I just take a tiny little nibble, no one will even notice..."
After: "What have I become?!"
Wingdings is fine, though. We are innovators, after all.
"I print, therefore I am." ”” René Descartes Descartridge
Someone wasting precious inches of refrigerator storage space? That was the last straw for Cheryl in accounting.
Of course it's Debbie. It's ALWAYS a Debbie.
It's silly, pent-up energy like this that makes me convinced that all offices should let the employees have a recess. Or, at least, let me keep a jungle gym in my cubicle. My demands are simple.
"Wow, hearing you talk about your used Toyota is SO INTERESTING." ”” Actual sarcasm.
One office thief almost got away with it, but they knew something was up when the Red Bull gave them paper cuts instead of wings. That's some real deductive reasoning.
Revenge is a dish best served cold. Specifically, cold sores.
And she lived happily ever after. Except from 9 to 5, but hey, whatever pays the bills.
If you're going to be a passive aggressive coworker, be prepared to be overshadowed by a funnier passive aggressive coworker. It's all part of the passive aggressive food chain.
I, for one, am sick of reindeer mugs for giving people unrealistic standards of beauty. ALL mugs are beautiful.
Clearly not taken in the Guff Media office. We love whimsy, but we'd never use that font. Also, we have a whole fridge dedicated to cheese (no, really).
Some people just want to watch the world burn. Then there are people who don't care about getting a slice of cake with maximum frosting on it. Nothing makes sense anymore.