Note On the Kitchen Fridge:
[I will preface this entry by completely doubting my ability to be coherent at this point]
The Mysterious Disappearance of Michelle Chen’s lunch. If anyone has any information as to the whereabouts of one sad and hungry girl’s lunch, please contact her. You know where her office is, and if you don’t you should commit it to memory immediately. Any information, ANY information at all would be sincerely appreciated. Thank you for your time.
Sincerely,
Michelle “I am SO hungry that even if this ends up being a misunderstanding, I won’t see it that way” Chen
PS. If you don’t have any clue as to what I am talking about, but nevertheless would like to give me some food anyway, that would be ok too.”
This note is SO going on the fridge in the kitchen.
The day started out fairly meh. I would venture to guess that the blasé mood had something to do with the sheer amount of excel troubleshooting awaiting me at work. After attempting to reconcile a horribly formatted banking statement in excel, I decided that I would check on my self portrait attempt #2. Only to realize that once again I was pwned by my monitor screen. This time the picture is horribly discolored--to be what I can only surmise is a horrific shade of salmon. Sigh. Maybe glamour shots are not my forte. Giving up, I go back to “playing” with excel. Sit in on a conference call that my boss was not even invited to, and was feeling pretty good about myself until I get to the kitchen. Documented time: 1:35 PM, someone has eaten my entire stash of Lean Cuisines in the freezer. Either that or someone is disgusted by the idea of Lean Cuisines (I kind of am too, but they were on sale) and has thrown them all out. The secretary, a potential witness to this heinous crime, was there at the time so I says to her:
Me: OMG someone ate all my Lean cuisines. Noooo, not my luncchhh.
Sec: Well maybe you should label them as yours next time.
Me: I don’t know how I feel about parading the fact that I eat Lean Cuisines. I seriously didn’t anticipate Lean Cuisine theft. I mean they’re definitely no Lunchables.
Sec: Well if they had NO lunch, they might want Lean Cuisines.
She had me there. So here I am, contemplating death by starvation. Running out of optimism, running out of energy, running out of brain power. I’m surprised I can still spell, let alone ramble on like this. But outrage, that’s the true motivation behind this entry. It’s hard enough trying to put a positive spin on each day as it is. The last thing I need is some inconsiderate baboon eating 4 Lean Cuisines and never even contemplating that they may be consequently ruining someone else’s life. Allow me to demonstrate: If I somehow make it out of this alive, I could potentially suffer brain damagemess up reconciliations for big time accountslose a billion dollars with ONE wrong excel formulalose my jobhumiliate myself at dance class tonightbecome homeless or insane. So the next time you think about taking a coworker’s food, you might want to think it through first. Actions without consequences, that’s what’s wrong with this world.
PWN PWN PWN!!!
The Mysterious Disappearance of Michelle Chen’s lunch. If anyone has any information as to the whereabouts of one sad and hungry girl’s lunch, please contact her. You know where her office is, and if you don’t you should commit it to memory immediately. Any information, ANY information at all would be sincerely appreciated. Thank you for your time.
Sincerely,
Michelle “I am SO hungry that even if this ends up being a misunderstanding, I won’t see it that way” Chen
PS. If you don’t have any clue as to what I am talking about, but nevertheless would like to give me some food anyway, that would be ok too.”
This note is SO going on the fridge in the kitchen.
The day started out fairly meh. I would venture to guess that the blasé mood had something to do with the sheer amount of excel troubleshooting awaiting me at work. After attempting to reconcile a horribly formatted banking statement in excel, I decided that I would check on my self portrait attempt #2. Only to realize that once again I was pwned by my monitor screen. This time the picture is horribly discolored--to be what I can only surmise is a horrific shade of salmon. Sigh. Maybe glamour shots are not my forte. Giving up, I go back to “playing” with excel. Sit in on a conference call that my boss was not even invited to, and was feeling pretty good about myself until I get to the kitchen. Documented time: 1:35 PM, someone has eaten my entire stash of Lean Cuisines in the freezer. Either that or someone is disgusted by the idea of Lean Cuisines (I kind of am too, but they were on sale) and has thrown them all out. The secretary, a potential witness to this heinous crime, was there at the time so I says to her:
Me: OMG someone ate all my Lean cuisines. Noooo, not my luncchhh.
Sec: Well maybe you should label them as yours next time.
Me: I don’t know how I feel about parading the fact that I eat Lean Cuisines. I seriously didn’t anticipate Lean Cuisine theft. I mean they’re definitely no Lunchables.
Sec: Well if they had NO lunch, they might want Lean Cuisines.
She had me there. So here I am, contemplating death by starvation. Running out of optimism, running out of energy, running out of brain power. I’m surprised I can still spell, let alone ramble on like this. But outrage, that’s the true motivation behind this entry. It’s hard enough trying to put a positive spin on each day as it is. The last thing I need is some inconsiderate baboon eating 4 Lean Cuisines and never even contemplating that they may be consequently ruining someone else’s life. Allow me to demonstrate: If I somehow make it out of this alive, I could potentially suffer brain damagemess up reconciliations for big time accountslose a billion dollars with ONE wrong excel formulalose my jobhumiliate myself at dance class tonightbecome homeless or insane. So the next time you think about taking a coworker’s food, you might want to think it through first. Actions without consequences, that’s what’s wrong with this world.
PWN PWN PWN!!!
posted by Mix at 3:44 PM
2 Comments:
this is jean:
it's clear to see, i'm not the only one who loses all control when hungry.
hope you made it out of work alive. call me dear.
That really sucks, I would get really angry too.
How long were your lean cuisines sitting in the fridge? Someone might have thought that it was food no one wanted. You probably should start labelling your food, you don't have to put your name on it, but just say "Please don't eat this!" or "This food already belongs to someone."
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