If you like you can scroll down for the tl;dr version.
So, I got to work feeling rather hungry this morning after not having time for breakfast at home, even though some say that it's the most important meal of the day, I decided to live on the edge.
I wasn't too bothered about missing breakie though as I knew I had some bread at work so I could make some toast when I got there. I decided to go to the kitchen for said toast at about 11am, about 2 hours into my working day and I can tell you my appetite was raging by this point.
I was feeling sick and a little woozy from malnutrition and this was slowly turning to confusion when I couldn't find my bread and then that quickly turned into anger when I found my seemingly empty bread loaf bag in the fucking bin. Some cunt had eaten the last of my bread. I was not happy.
The troubling thing was that on closer inspection it appeared to not be empty. So, I pull it out and some juice from something is dripping on the floor. Not giving two shits about the floor I carry it over to the side and can see two soggy toppers still in the bag. They had been thrown in the fucking bin and not enjoyed in the way they should have been.
This almost brings me to tears as my stomach was basically shouting at me to put something in it ASAP.
I go back to the office in a fit of hunger induced rage and complain about the bread being in the bin. To which I get a response from one of the girls in my office (she's a right busy body bitch two faced cow
"I thought it was empty so I threw it away, I was only having a tidy up" :ex:
"no, there were two fucking slices in there, how could it have seemed empty? I'm hungry as fuck"
"Oh there were the crusts still in there, but we don't eat them in my house, so I threw them away.":ex:
"Are we in your fucking house? No! Why did you decide to throw my bread away. That's like stealing."
"insert name here
* can I have a word please?" :|
Myself and my manager managed to talk it over and I calmed down. I had to wait another hour before I could eat anything.
In light of this, I have a question for everybody:
Do you eat the toppers from a loaf of bread? AKA 'The Crust', 'The ends' or some call them 'The Knobbly bits'.
Do you also see them as a waste of bread and deserving of the bin and to drown in bin juice?
Choose your answer wisely or suffer my wrath. I fucking love the toppers and prefer them for toast.
tl;dr version: Someone threw the toppers from my bread away when I was going to eat them. I'm pissed off about it.