There's been this weird rash of thefts in my life lately (not counting the single lozenge of a few weeks ago). Last week, I put a soda in the communal fridge, as you do, and now it's gone. Today is Bagel Day--here in London, bagels are cause for monthly celebration--and I sliced open a bagel, put it in the toaster, and left it there to toast. I returned to find it mysteriously vanished, not 3 minutes later. I mean, really? Did someone really think that other people on the floor were slicing and toasting bagels for their health? For the goodness of mankind?
Last, and perhaps oddest, is my gum. I opened this package of gum yesterday, as in "removed the sealed plastic wrapping" opened. I ate one piece. Despite me having no recollection of offering gum to anyone, today I had 10 of 14 pieces of gum left, instead of the expected 13. I don't so much mind that I have less gum; my mother raised me well and I know the value of sharing. But this is just weird.
Somewhere on this floor there's a soda/bagel/gum stealer. Or I'm going mad.
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You atually COUNT the pieces of gum in a packet!! Whoa Vanessa - way too compulsive!!!
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I only counted for the purposes of the post! Plus, the packet says there are 14 pieces included, so it was less counting and more reading.
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