I was bored while sitting here at work so I decided to go grab a soda I had stored in the fridge. I opened the door and was shocked at the scene- two water bottles are sitting where my three sodas once sat. Who moved my soda pop?
I asked my boss if he knew where my soda was. He got a tad upset that someone would have moved them. He suggested I put up a sign asking for their safe return (Ok, not his exact words but it makes for a better story).
I carefully wrote out "Where did my Diet Kiwi Strawberry and Diet Chocolate sodas go?" on a Post-It® note and placed it on the fridge.
Today I walked in to work where two people suddenly announced that Clarke was the perp and he had told them to let me know. This was not a shocker, seeing as he is usually the one to mess with my stuff. (see old blog for entry on his using a ton of my gas and refusing to pay for it)
I confronted him this afternoon; he said he felt bad and offered to pay for them. They had only cost me $1 per six-pack so I felt reimbursment wasn't necessary.
...Just as long as the Soda Thief didn't strike again.
