Everybody's a Suspect

Well, the week is not over, and its Friday. We all know what that means. Anywho, Wednesday was probably one of the worst work days I've had in quite sometime. Most of you who have heard and listened to my complaining (much appreciated kids and if you have something to bitch about, Mel's here for you) know that I hate my job. I know, at least I have a job, but it still sucks. Anywho part two, it was nearing the end of the day, I had been away from my desk, go sit down reach for this bag of cookies I had and discover that.....somebody ate my cookies. Not only did they eat my cookies, but they left the empty bag there.
What in the effin sam hell name of all that is good and holy is wrong with people? I don't know about you, but I really don't think its appropriate to go around stealing food from people's desks or go near others desks in general. Stay in your space.
I have been repeating "I can't believe someone ate my cookies" for the past two days because I really can't believe someone ate my cookies. Its a small office full of grown ass people, let's get some manners.
The moral of this rambling is: people are dam retarded. When I tell you that everyone is a lunatic, its not me being hostile, its me just stating the facts people.

PS Someone left me this note on my desk this morning.There are some sick fks out there, I tell you. If I ever find this creep Im going to...probably do nothing. Ah well.
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