Rage.

The cubicle ninjas have hit me where it hurts. My stomach.

Bastards. It was one thing to stock the snack machine with things I despise. I can avoid the snack machine and ignore it. It’s like barbed wire, you know it’s a threat, but you can avoid it if you keep your eyes open.

But now they have truly gone too far.

I am filled with rage.

The bastards stole my bagels.

They took them right out of the fridge. I had 1.5 bagels left and the whole package is gone. But they had the audacity to leave my cream cheese sitting there. I wrote my name on the bag of bagels to keep fellow co-workers from taking them. We all know they wouldn’t have touched the bagels knowing they were mine. We are fellow office pirates and must act with camaraderie.

This leaves only the cubicle ninjas. They are the only ones who would sink low enough to steal my bagels. They have gone into enemy territory and taken something precious to me. Next thing you know, they’ll come directly into my cube and steal my pumpkin seeds and peanuts I keep for snacking on.

The gauntlet has truly been thrown and I will make sure they pay for this infraction. I’m hopped up on tea and anger. There is no telling what I’ll do.

Posted by Utopia at October 26, 2006 11:09 AM

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