"Greenhouse Heating" were the only words I managed to read before I heard a noise behind me.
'My hobby," she said, all smiles and innocence as she sat down. 'I like to grow my own salad.'
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It was my new colleague's constant snacking that I couldn't stand. She wouldn't share, either, so yesterday, while she was out of the office, I rifled her desk drawer to see what I could filch. Cookies, pretzels and chocolate bars partially concealed a computer printout. If she'd been using company equipment for personal reasons, she'd better hope the boss didn't catch her, I thought.
"Greenhouse Heating" were the only words I managed to read before I heard a noise behind me. 'My hobby," she said, all smiles and innocence as she sat down. 'I like to grow my own salad.'
Pamela Kennedy
27/1/2023 01:10:26 pm
Salads and sweets...sounds like a balanced diet to me...cute story ☺
Mimi Grouse
27/1/2023 01:44:46 pm
Thank you, Pamela.
Padmini
28/1/2023 12:32:09 pm
This was fun:)
Mimi Grouse
28/1/2023 01:16:27 pm
Thank you, Padmini.
Sue Clayton
29/1/2023 01:36:37 am
A multi mix of munchies, or having two bob each way.
Mimi Grouse
29/1/2023 05:40:09 am
Thank you, Sue. Comments are closed.
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