Guess I had been just lucky in avoiding all this crap as I always seemed to have one of those small 'dorm" sized mini-fridges in my office for my personal use. I also equipped my digs with my own small coffee maker and grinder.

I did however lend my full support enforcing rules employees had for the common areas including kitchens and break rooms. Doom on them who screwed with others.

Been retired now for 11 years and don't miss any of this one iota.

Petty thievery is just a low thing to do..instead of taking someone else’s food why not ask and you’ll most likely get it anyways. Imagine loosing your Job because you stole food ? Lols

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Originally posted by sagemind100:
Petty thievery is just a low thing to do..instead of taking someone else’s food why not ask and you’ll most likely get it anyways. Imagine loosing your Job because you stole food ? Lols

Maybe they just enjoy the thrill of thieving, you know. What fun is it going around begging for stuff, when you can steal. These morons have a sickness.

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there is a fella up north from you who does wonderful things with pieces of scrap metal from his chicken farm shop,

perhaps he would consider
making something like this for you

AAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

That was funny. I wonder if it bolts to the refrigerator.

Mold?
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Or bugs?
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Right after High School waiting to go in the USAF I worked at a paper making factory. There were no cafeteria facilities only a few candy and pop machines. So if your lunch was taken, you were SOL.

We had refrigerators in several spots, for the lunches of the guys who worked at that part of the plant.

A few weeks into the job someone was stealing food from the lunches. This went on and on. Many times one would show up for an 8 hr shift, but if Your relief guy didn't show....You worked a double. So many brought extra food just in case.

The pilfering got so bad that Management issued a directive that we had to sign, stating anyone pilfering lunches would be disciplined, etc. That didn't help.

I was part of a summertime work crew, so WE were suspects.

Finally one of the guys wives, who was a Nurse , made some chocolate pudding laced with syrup of ipacak (SP?) The offender was one sick puppy. Barfed so bad that at one point he crapped his pants! He was one of the factories problem children , with a few previous disciplinary issues, so was fired.

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Finally one of the guys wives, who was a Nurse , made some chocolate pudding laced with syrup of ipacak (SP?) The offender was one sick puppy. Barfed so bad that at one point he crapped his pants

I love it when a plan comes together.

Years ago, when I was working nights in the ER, I brought my lunch in one day. I had put some meatloaf (I make a great meatloaf), mashed potatoes/gravy, and some spaghetti squash with seasoned garlic butter on one of my plates and wrapped it up in some tin foil.

I got to work and put it in the fridge, really looking forward to around 3AM when I could sit down and enjoy it. Unfortunately, at around 1930, as we were changing shifts, I walked back into the break room to see one of the day shift nurses sitting at the table and about halfway through my dinner!

"Well, there wasn't a name on it.", was his response.

I told him I didn't give a fuck if there was a name on it or not! He KNEW it wasn't his and he ate it anyway! He was always an asshole and that episode solidified my opinion of him. Prick.

Some folks just don't realize how much I am truly addicted to food. Truly. Nobody touches my food.

Worked offshore with a guy that used to have his lunch stolen by a big Czech guy at the old metal shop he used to work at.

He finally had had enough and made a nice big PBJ with lots of peanut butter. Into the peanut butter he embedded a bunch of "pinkies" (hairless baby mice) as he called them, he had gotten from the chicken coop.

He sat back to watch the Czech guy eat "his" lunch. The guys at the shop noticed blood at the corner of Czech guy's mouth and asked him if he had bit his lip or something. They couldn't figure out where the blood came from until he pulled apart the half eaten PBJ to find the pinkies in the peanut butter. That was the last time Czech guy stole his lunch.