Against my better judgement I brought my co-workers some of the peanut butter cookies I made on Monday night. I shouldn't have. I should be boycotting doing anything remotely nice for them, since I discovered that the gifts I (and the other two members of the support pool - who happen to be temps) received for Administrative Professionals Day were on a list of things to be reimbursed that the manager in this office gave to our boss. And here I was, thinking they were doing this out of their own pockets from the kindness of their hearts. I'm freaking delusional, it would seem. Plus, to add insult to injury, I will be the one processing the reimbursement, so I get to see exactly how much those gifts cost.
So all the sugar and sugar substitute, creamer and half-and-half, giant containers of coffee from Costco, and various other odds and ends that I have stupidly supplied over the last several months just so that we'd have them...that ends. And when someone goes to get a cup of coffee and there are no supplies, they'd better not even look at me.
And I saw this on Overheard in the Office - it's like the hand of fate just gave me a high five:
5PM Anaphylactic Shock Isn't the Worst Way to Go
Cube monkey #1: I'm losing my will to live.
Cube monkey #2: Would a tiny peanut butter cookie help?
Calgary
Canada
via Overheard in the Office, Apr 29, 2008
1 comment:
ahhhhh, well don't be surprised when they DO look at you.
:)
I've never been blessed with your peanut butter cookies.
:(
its ok sushi, its ok.
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