I literally had this argument with the coworker who would eat other people’s food:

“ did you eat my fucking sandwich??”

“Oh. It was yours?”

“Why the fuck would you do that??”

“Well i didn’t know it was yours”

“But you knew for certain it wasn’t YOURS, since you didn’t make and bring it!”

“People should label stuff if they don’t want it to get eaten”

Most frustrating person i ever met. Laziest fuck ever too. This guy couldn’t walk without dragging his feet

At one of my previous jobs it was the head of HR stealing people's food. Every time somebody complained he'd put up a sign and start "investigating", but nothing ever came of it despite having cameras pointed at the fridge. Eventually someone got tired of it, put up their own camera, and caught the head of HR on camera a couple times. Apparently the president of the company didn't care and brushed it off. I only found out because the guy with evidence blanket emailed the videos to the whole company. Of course he got written up for doing that.

I don't get how the people here are offended by this. Entitlement? It's so fun to bring something in to just to find out it's gone before you even opened it. Even with a god damn name label. If I bought a carton of milk, I wouldn't mind sharing some, but not the entire thing for one person to make porridge from. At that point you cunts can just buy your own shit.

So I have to cook for my clients every day. Leftovers from most meals are kept in our staff fridge because the guys will absolutely gorge themselves on them if left alone.

Every fucking morning, our old nurse would come in and head straight for the fridge to make a plate of those leftovers. Never once brought in her own breakfast or lunch. If the behaviorist didn't cook something for her for lunch when she was serving the guys, she'd go right back in the fridge.

Say there was enough for a whole other meal and we planned to use it again, put a big label like "FOR FRIDAY'S DINNER." It didn't matter... You'd go in and there'd be a huge chunk missing. One day, she actually ate a half of a half-serving tray worth of meat. I went in the next day and flipped. "Oh, I didn't know it was for today." "IT HAS A LABEL ON IT THAT SAYS IT'S FOR DINNER! I HAVE NOTHING TO GIVE THEM NOW! YOU ATE HALF THE MEAT MEANT FOR 8 PEOPLE!" "Oh I'm sorry, I didn't know..."

It didn't stop her, either... The worse part is that she was skinny as a twig.

Plot twist: one guy brought in 3 locked milks.

udder distrust. it was right there

It is British milk. Even as a Brit myself it astonishes me how much tea some people drink in a day. That shit must literally ooze from the pores of some people.

Exactly. This is a reaction to people being antisocial to begin with.

What’s the point though if it’s empty?

Where is your workplace and where are the security camera blindspots.

I worked at a hospital, and sometimes the Emergency Dept nurses would be cheeky and use the biohazard bags and stickers for their food items. nobody is going to eat my cookies if they have to blindly trust someone being a joker lol

Trent the milk guzzler arrives at 6 and drinks it all.

Fuck you Trent!