Depriving joy
Submitted by Andrea C on 4/1/2010 9:42 AM
9:15AM. I knew it was gone. The aroma of my morning coffee wasn't quite as delicious without my Butterfinger.At my quaint desk I thought my prized snack would go unnoticed in the pencil holder. Tom saw through this clever guise. He had crispy crumbs on his shirt and chocolate smeared on his lips.I went to investigate further and found the wrapper in the trash.Bad Tom. You've deprived me of a simple joy. A walk to human resources had me regretting the journey. They heard my tale and laughed at the theft, claiming it was just a candy bar. But it wasn't just any candy bar, it was MY Butterfinger.