Who Moved My Chicken?

I starred in my own real life episode of “The Office” this week at work.

If your workplace is anything like mine – whether it’s the desk where you pay bills at home or a warren of cookie cutter corporate cubicles – food is very, very high up there on the list of Stuff That Matters. And I don’t think I am going out on a limb here when I say that something like 89.3% of all workplace kitchens have a refrigerator stuffed to the gills with unidentified fossilized food matter dating back to the Paleozoic Age.

It was in one such refrigerator that I deposited my lunch – grilled chicken strips and a side green salad in a see-through plastic container clearly marked with my first and last name. After surfacing later in the day from a two-hour meeting, the thought of any sustenance was looking pretty darn good. So when my pal John casually mentioned that he had spotted my lunch out on the kitchen counter, I just assumed that someone had had to move things around to get to their own food and forgotten to put mine back in the fridge.

I ambled over to the kitchen. Sure enough, the plastic container marked “LAURIE YARNELL” in big black letters, sat on the counter. I picked it up and brought it back to my office, where I proceeded to slog my way through some of the 32 e-mails that had piled up in my in-box during my absence. When I went to take the top of the container off, I did notice it was a little loose. Hmm. That’s odd, I recall thinking to myself. But when I took a closer look at my lunch, I discovered something odder still: salad but no chicken.

Yuck. Someone had helped himself to the chicken and then left the remainder of the meal back out on the kitchen counter. After my work pals and I recovered from our 1) revulsion and 2) uncontrollable hysterics, we set out to do a little Dwight Schrute-style detecting. But alas, after much careful reconstruction of the crime scene and determined sleuthing, the culprit remains at large to this day. If he’s reading this, though, I guess he found his glasses.

Comments

Wow! Hoq rude! And tacky! And...and... 8~|

Ah man, I forgot to spell-check; that's supposed to be "How rude!" (blush)

That's funny! Shame on the culprit... But at least it makes work life more interesting.

this is hysterical.

perhaps a sequel to "who moved my cheese?"

It wasn't me...