Thursday, August 03, 2006

A strange thing about biscuits

So I think I've finally caught on to the fact that I'm the biscuit supervisor at work. I believe I'm supposed to stop greedy employees eating them all, since they are actually for clients. However, I've spent the last three weeks handing them out willy-nilly, whilst munching away at them happily myself, and keeping the fridge stocked.

It's only moments ago, when my boss came and asked my nicely if she could have a biscuit, that I realised that maby they're not for free access.

I guess that's why the key to the cupboard they're locked in sit's in my desk draw.

Interesting.

Vix

4 comments:

Heathfield Girls said...

I know, I've done rather well. Not only am I being paid to sit here doing nothing, but nothing includes being a fatty!

Is that Sarah by the way?

Vix
xx

Heathfield Girls said...

Look at you go! Lx

Heathfield Girls said...

Tricky!
Hx

Daf said...

mmm sounds brilliant :)