protective

a trip to the office pantry to retrieve my diet coke from the fridge led to a laughing fit when i spotted a partially opened cheese container with a note in it. apparently my colleague jill was getting sick of cheese poachers and in a hissy fit, decided to give the next one a severe ego busting.

wonder if that tactic works. if so, it might be time to slap some warning notes on my drink bottles to prevent the soda phantoms from getting to them.