Day 144 – Traitor


Mr Chatty knows I have been watching my weight. He knows because of
the conversations he has been part of with our boss and others who
have commented on my weight loss. Yet, he brings cookies to work.
Homemade cookies. And instead of putting them somewhere else, he puts
them on my desk. Unless he objects, the are coming with me to my 2 pm
meeting where that crew will surely devour them.

What do you think?

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