To the bastich who ate my Lenny's chicken salad sub out of the breakroom fridge:
I hope the mayo was rotten and the chicken infested with salmonella.
You feckless cretin.
You feckless cretin.
Labels: open letter, work
posted by theogeo | 1/26/2008 11:48:00 PM
5 Comments:
I knew I felt bad last night for a reason...
barf...
That is just wrong. May the celery bits become demon larvae and cause the guilty to begin spewing tiny, cannibalistic Satans out of all spew-vulnerable orifaces.
Once someone found my sandwich in the Democrat's fridge, apparently took about three bites and put it back in the fridge for me to find. I was a raging ball of fury.
B, I always suspected you web guys wandered down to the third floor to take your pick of our fridge's offerings! Very brave indeed, considering the smell.
PT, yes, exactly!!
Cox, I hope you gave Nick an atomic wedgie for that.
last week someone stole my pizza and when i was whining audibly (entitled to do so, i felt), she admitted that she ate it -- CAUSE SHE THOUGHT SHE WAS STEALING FROM SOMEONE ELSE? wtf.
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