There's an Amy's Organic burrito in the freezer of our supply room, and I think it's mine. I think I brought a bunch of them in a month ago, and I think I just forgot it was still there. But the thing is, I don't know for sure. What are the odds that this burrito is indeed mine?
I think I'd like to eat it, but I worry that it's someone else's, and that eating it would effectively make me "that person who steals peoples' food out of the fridge." True, I work with a bunch of guys who wouldn't know healthy if it bit them in the ample posterior. True, it's my favorite variety (black bean!), and true, I did bring a bunch of them in once.
The part of me that always reacts to stolen lunch stories as, "What compels someone to do that? Do we not get paid enough here that you have to eat my baby carrots?" says wait it out a couple of days. The part of me that feels malnourised is beating that other part of me to a pulp right now.
Where's my fork...?
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Delightfully random, yet strangely pertinent.
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