A few days ago I requested a grocery order for a social this afternoon. This morning, without any background whatsoever, the boss asked me in front of the whole office: "So, you want three pizzas and two desserts, right?" I smiled until I started hearing my coworker making little piggy noises behind me... They thought I had just put in my lunch order.
Later on in the afternoon, the boss brought me a bottle of salsa dip for the social he had had upstairs for quite a while. Out of curiosity, I checked the expiry date: May 2007.
I spun on my heel, walked it back into his office, set it on his desk and said, "I can see the headline now: Priest Murders Several Teachers." To his credit, he offered to go buy some new stuff himself, but I went ahead and did it. There is no trust left in the food department where he is concerned.
0 comments:
Post a Comment