Working with family is such a joy!
Well sometimes it is and sometimes it is not.
Saturday I bought a can of Pringles. You know the new Super Stack with 100 chips in there. No, I was not going to have the whole can but figured I would eat them with lunch the next week. Every time my mom came up to the front to talk to me she had some of my Pringles in her hand. I did not say anything because I am nice like that. This morning I came in and glanced at my desk and it looked normal. I went to the office to my brother's desk to say something to him and there was a can of Pringle's. MY PRINGLES. You see my desk looked normal because I do not usually have Pringle's on my desk but he usually does but these were mine. I guess working with family you learn that what is mine is yours and what is yours is mine.I guess I also can not fuss because there have been many times that he thought he had some Pringles in his can before his day off and came back to an empty can. OOPS! Did I do that?
3 comments:
LOL, Becky. It is hard with family to set limits, I'm sure, on what "belongs" to who. I know I'm careful if someone brings something else in here, I don't take unless they state I can take. However, mi case is su casa (my house is your house, meaning anyone can eat pretty much what they want here, no questions asked; just tell them if they use the last one of something to let me know so I can get some more from the store)
betty
Pay back, eh? lol I love my family, but I don't think I'd want to work with them. Any of them. heheh
Great post! It made me think about how yesterday Emily tried to steal David's chocolate microwave cake thing and I told her no way that's dad's....then when he came home last night and ate it straight away so she couldn't try to eat it again!
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