A few days ago (Wednesday I think) for lunch. I brought a package of salad (you know the ones that are pre-cut) and I didn’t feel like eating it that day, and left it in the refrigerator to save it for another day. Well I thought that today I would eat my salad (Yay salad!). I brought dressing and everything. Can you image to my surprise that when I went to put up my dressing in the refrigerator I found that the package I felt there two days ago was gone. It kind of upset me of course. Though what really pissed me off was that it was opened and rolled up then put in the other refrigerator (there are two at work) because who ever started didn't finish it and wanted to save it for later…Really WTF!!!! >_< It was adding insult to injury cause that same Monday my leftover chicken was taken!
Sure I didn't have my name written on my food. However I didn't think I had to or that it was necessary to do that!? Fuck! Isn't it common sense that if you didn't bring it you shouldn't eat it! What the hell is wrong with you if you have to take someone else food…? I get it that sometimes food has been there for a while and it just needs to go. If it’s been there for a week or two food meet trash can, but from Monday to Tuesday my chicken was gone. Then Wednesday to Friday my salad? Come on people?
I’m all for sharing (cause sharing is caring) but fuck really? What’s mine is mine. I bought it and brought it. So I don’t touch or take my stuff or anyone else food. I know I use the fucking golden rule but I think I’m the only one that does. Everyone wants to be treated well, but no one it seem is willing to do that for other. See and that’s the rub, it there are no, if, ands, or but about it. Yet kindness, compassion oh and empathy is sparse…I think I’ma start naming my food Adriana…:-/
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