I made some cookies this past Monday evening and took some to work on Tuesday. I had a massive surplus and didn't want that surplus going straight to my thighs! So throughout the morning people are taking the cookies and telling me how good they are, which made me wish I put the cookies farther away from me - even though I put them closer to someone else's desk and away from my own. At some point I looked at the plate and there were two cookies left. The next time I looked at the plate it was all gone - plate and cookies. I naturally assumed someone finished off the cookies and discarded the plate. But I was wrong.
Today is a lovely brisk Friday. A good four days after Tuesday cookie day. And the cookie plate with two cookies on it has reappeared. After a few more people noticed the whispers began.
"You know who it was, don't you?!"
"No, so and so?"
"Well maybe him, but think!"
"OOOOOOHHHHHH, it was ___ ____!"
We'll never know for sure, but all the fingers are pointing at this particular attorney after we shared our notorious cookie stories. But seriously, who does that?! Take a plate of cookies that you didn't bake or bring and then put it back for others to enjoy FOUR days later?
*sigh, my life is so not exciting.
