It's ... strange.
For the past, .. what is it now, eight weeks now, .. every Sunday, near the end of the day, I go up to the break room to find a single sandwich, contained in a ziplock bag, just sitting there on the table. Every single Sunday. We've asked around in the staff circle between the few staff that do work on a Sunday, (Generally all day, as the hours are shorter on Sunday.) Nobody claims it. Ever.
I put it in the fridge because I don't like to see food going to waste. Maybe someone forgot their sandwich? But now there are like, .. eight or nine sandwiches in the fridge, taking up space. It's so weird.
All I can say is ...
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>Click Here< if you get the reference. (That's not even a link. Disregard. :P
For the past, .. what is it now, eight weeks now, .. every Sunday, near the end of the day, I go up to the break room to find a single sandwich, contained in a ziplock bag, just sitting there on the table. Every single Sunday. We've asked around in the staff circle between the few staff that do work on a Sunday, (Generally all day, as the hours are shorter on Sunday.) Nobody claims it. Ever.
- It's in the same spot on the table every time.
- It's always only a sandwich in a ziplock bag. Nothing more, nothing less.
- The type of sandwich varies. Sometimes it's rye, sometimes it's a bagel, sometimes it's a biali.
I put it in the fridge because I don't like to see food going to waste. Maybe someone forgot their sandwich? But now there are like, .. eight or nine sandwiches in the fridge, taking up space. It's so weird.
All I can say is ...
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.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
>Click Here< if you get the reference. (That's not even a link. Disregard. :P
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