Employee leaves a note for the lunch thief who stole his mother's famous chicken sandwich that makes him become a feared office legend

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  • I accidentally became the most feared man at my office because of a sandwich

    Man looking disappointed after seeing what's in the fridge.
  • Let me tell you about the worst/best two weeks of my professional career, It started on a Monday as all disasters do when someone ate my lunch from the office fridge.
  • Not just any lunch. My mother had visited the weekend before and made me her legendary chicken sandwich. The one she only makes twice a year.
  • Employee holding a sandwich on their lunch break.
  • The one I had been thinking about since 7 AM It was gone, In its place was a passive-aggressive Post-it note that said: "Didn't think you'd mind! A Friend, A Friend.
  • Woman secretly eating a sandwich on her lunch break.
  • A FRIEND, I am not a confrontational person. I want to make that clear. I am the guy who apologizes to furniture when I bump into it.
  • I once said you too when a waiter told me to enjoy my meal and then made eye contact with him for the rest of dinner out of guilt
  • But something snapped, I typed up a note and stuck it on the fridge. It said: To whoever ate my sandwich I hope it was worth it. I hope you think
  • about it. I hope it visits you in your dreams. The chicken is gone but I am still here. The Owner of the Sandwich
  • Man checking the fridge for his lunch at work.
  • I thought it was a little dramatic but harmless. A joke, mostly, I did not expect it to become office legend
  • By Tuesday, people were whispering. Someone had photographed the note and put it in the company group chat. My manager a very serious man named
  • Gerald who I had never seen smile stopped me in the hallway and said, with complete sincerity: Good. note. Firm. Measured. I respect it, By Wednesday,
  • I was being introduced to new interns as the sandwich guy." One of them looked at me like I was a war veteran
  • By Thursday, a full investigation had started. Karen from HR and I truly mean no disrespect, her name is actually Karen began interviewing people. Voluntarily. On her
  • lunch break. She had a notebook, I tried to tell everyone it was just a joke. Nobody believed me. The legend had taken on a life
  • of its own, On Friday, a box appeared on my desk. Inside was a brand new lunchbox, a combination lock, and a handwritten card signed by eleven
  • coworkers that read Protect what matters, I cried a little. I won't lie, The real kicker? Two weeks later, a guy named Phil from accounting quietly came to my desk, looked
  • me in the eyes, and said: It was me. I'm sorry. I thought it was mine. I had the same bag, I stared at him for a long time, Phil, I said finally, you have
  • changed this office forever, He nodded solemnly and walked away I still use the combination lock. Not because I need to. But because the legend
  • must be maintained, My mother still doesn't know any of this happened. She just thinks I really love her cooking, Which, to be fair, I do

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