We were robbed at work again. I don't know if I should really talk about it, so I won't. Because when you don't know, it's best to keep your mouth shut.
Everyone is ok, though, so thanks for asking.
This is not quite as funny as the time that someone stole my purse when I was riding the L. The ironic part was the purse was empty except for a bag of rotten procuitto I had. I bought it two weeks prior, and forgotten that I put it in there, and it was under my desk at work the whole time. When I finally figured out that was what the smell was, I grabbed the purse to throw it away, but my co-worker Becker said no way was I throwing out that stanky thing in the office. Hence, I was trying to bring it home. You know, to share with my parents. Because I am a girl that looooooves to share. But the pickpocket on the train wanted to keep that delightful package all to himself.
sorry to here about what happened at work.
ReplyDeleteI have a story that is similar to your procuitto story.
I had just got out of lab class, we made salmon and shrimp dishes (btw I'm a culinary arts major). I took some of the leftovers home and left them in my knife kit. For days there was this weird smelly odor coming form my room. I thought it was the trash, so I took it out. Come to find out it was the left fish and shrimp I had forgot about. Took me two days to get rid of the smell.
It reminds me of what you used to keep in your coat pockets just in case your coat was stolen.
ReplyDeleteThat's awesome. I once had a thief steal a broken tv out of my car. Yeah. That was worth the effort.
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