Nothing makes me ANGRIER than knowing I have a cold Dr. Pepper waiting for me in the fridge . . . only to discover someone else has swiped it without my permission.
Not that I would ever give my permission.
Anyway, I have had major major meltdowns over this issue, and so when I saw a Dr. Pepper in the fridge at work last week--not one of mine--I hesitated. But then I stole it. I KNOW.
I figured it was Viv's. She's the other Dr. Pepper drinker at TKE, and I knew she was out of town, so the plan was to take it and replace it--ta da!--and no one would knew. So I did. And then last night when I went to work I put another one in the fridge. Only I drank THAT ONE before the night was over. So I went to the store again this morning and put another one in the fridge, where it should be safe for a few days because I'm not scheduled to work.
VIV! HURRY UP AND DRINK IT SO I WON'T HAVE TO!
There. Now you all know what kind of person I am.
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6 comments:
Oh, dear, Ann. You've become a pirate.
:)
I knew it.
Darling. Moral consistency is SO overrated.
I do this VERY SAME thing at my house! I'm so glad to see someone else does it too. My husband literally thinks I'm a four-year-old.
Thank you Ann for validating my caffeine-withdrawaled tantrums.
Most of the time I would say, "Go ahead, if you need it that badly you can have it". Today I am so grateful you replaced it. What a true friend you are.
LOL. Love this.
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