So earlier this evening at work, my boss Ms. Rose was rummaging around underneath the front counter. While I was stocking a shelf a few feet away, she hopped up from behind the counter holding a bad of Gardettos... my bag of Gardettos. I typically keep a bag of em below the counter to munch on during the day. She knows this, and never seems to have an issue with it. Now... Ms. Rose is a nice, and sometimes quirky little lady. Ms. Rose (holding the bag): Whos are these? Me: Oh, those are mine. Ms. Rose: Okay She sits down at the chair behind the counter, and proceeds to eat my Gardettos as if it was no big deal... Me:.... ummm... Ms. Rose: Dont worry. I buy you some on Monday. Me: .... uh... okay... Confused and unsure of what to say, I decided to walk away while I tried not to laugh. A little bit later, as we were closing down the store for the night and Im packing up my stuff, I noticed that there were still some of my Gardettos in the bag. As I turn to Ms. Rose, I said in a cheery sarcastic tone Oh, you left a few for me? Thank you Ms. Rose. She said Youre welcome.
Posted on: Sun, 16 Nov 2014 06:54:11 +0000
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