Since I had more Christmas cookies than L and I could possibly eat, I decided to take some in to work today.
The big conference table in the middle of the newsroom doubles up as a food table, and people usually send out a message on the system when there's communal food left on it. I had included in my message that I want the cookie jar back. This is because, sometimes, people also take the food containers, especially if they're in pretty hampers given by hotels and PRs at this time of the year. For good measure, I also stuck a note on the jar: "Please return me to A when I'm empty."
You guessed it. Some prickhead took my cookie jar along with the last cookie. Yes, I just said a rude word. I called him/her even ruder names. You do something nice and somebody comes and broadside you with a nasty. I'm particularly upset because the cookie jar, an Alessi jar with a pink cover of a little cartoon guy hanging on the underside, was a present from a friend.
To be fair, most of my colleagues were aghast that the jar was taken, despite pleading messages asking for its return. Some walked around the room, helping me look for it. They're mostly nice people. Except for the one dick in the room.
2 comments:
No, No! Not the Christmas spirit! But forgive the grinch... it was pretty. Saw it in the shop all those years ago and it called to me.
- Friend
What about sending an e-mail to the whole office, emphasising the fact that the cookie jar has sentimental value? Or put up "Wanted" notices on the notice boards and a temporary amnesty for its return?
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