Feud

I’m currently feuding with someone at work. Not sure who it is, but there’s definitely something going down. If the person knew what he/she is dealing with, I think they’d give it a rest. “What” referring to my ridiculous addiction.

For some unforeseeable reason, a co-worker finds it necessary to remove the ice cube trays from the freezer. Yes, there is an ice maker in the freezer. There’s also a bin to store up lots of ice. So for that person, it probably doesn’t make sense as to why there would be addition vessels for ice production. The problem, however, is that said ice maker does not function consistently. It can’t be relied on! I use the extra two trays to supplement what the machine makes.

I doubt the person who’s removing my trays (notice the possessiveness!) has a good reason for doing it. But now it’s a battle. It’s happened a couple times recently where I come in and the trays are gone. I grab them from the cupboard, fill them, and voila! Ice. I came into work yesterday and the trays were hidden behind a roll of cups. Like that’s going to stop me. When I came in today, the trays were not in the freezer, nor were they in the cupboard. I found them in another cubby over by the microwaves.

I really just want to get in this person’s head. I want his/her reaction when he/she sees the trays in the freezer. I’m considering a hidden camera.

I’m usually eating a big cupful of ice right now, but because the ice maker sucks and my trays weren’t filled, I’m ice-less. It’s sad.

I want my foe to see this sad face.

I know you’re upset and that you’re happy just to sit and hate me, but I’ll make a bet that you’ll be better to forget about me. Even better yet I’ll let a little light melt the ice, ice baby!

–Lights

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