The bread sticks are missing.

They are gone and one manager is flipping out.

The thing is, I have them. I have them and I’m enjoying the fuck out of them.

Some of my coworkers know I have it and they are laughing their asses off at her ranting and raving about how “those fuckers” took all the bread sticks.

During her tirade I said a few times that I took them but she’s too angry to hear anyone but herself.

Update: I told her that I have them. I guarantee that she will be taking shit about me behind my back to her underlings. Oh well, I’ve been entertained.

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