As in, opened the container, took some of my ravioli & veggies, and then put it back.
Holy crap. What is WITH people?!?!?!?
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As in, opened the container, took some of my ravioli & veggies, and then put it back.
Holy crap. What is WITH people?!?!?!?
The hell, Jilli? That's just wrong.
The hell, Jilli? That's just wrong.
Oh, the fridge on this floor of the building is apparently notorious for people's lunches vanishing. And I think I'd rather have my lunch completely vanish, instead of it obviously having been snacked on by someone else.
Could you dope up some food with ex-lax¹ and leave it as bait, Jilli?
¹: Or the digestive penalty of your choice...
I just went to get my lunch from the fridge and discovered that someone had already eaten part of it. As in, opened the container, took some of my ravioli & veggies, and then put it back.
Eeeewwwwwwwwww.
Who does that?
Could you dope up some food with ex-lax¹ and leave it as bait, Jilli?
Tempting, but I'm just going to dig out my Lenore lunch box out and start packing my lunch in that. It tends to scare lunch-theives off.
“Experience my DARK muffins”,
Hee.
will post pix of my newly slimmed and fantabulous rocking self after the weekend.
Erin, you DO rock! And you need to offer a seminar on how to develop Erinesque levels of self-esteem, BTW. We should all be able to refer to ourselves as fantabulous rocking selves.
I'm still all twitchy through the shoulders, even after riding the stationary bike at the gym for half an hour.
any idea what the trigger may have been, or is it One Of Those Things?
I still have NO idea. Weird as hell.
I just went to get my lunch from the fridge and discovered that someone had already eaten part of it. As in, opened the container, took some of my ravioli & veggies, and then put it back.
This has been happening with my mother's office, and it seems that only she and one or two others were getting targeted. I finally made her start using the insulated lunchbag (instead of her usual grocery-store bag) someone had given her and rigged the zippers with a spare luggage lock. It seems like it's been working, but how ridiculous is it that it had to come to her locking up her chicken salads and leftovers?
I think the beans will be fine tomorrow if you keep them refrigerated until you put them on to cook.
They've just been out on the counter since last night--so they'll be OK if I stick them in the fridge now?