Some years ago, before the internet happened, I used to buy a lot of magazines. Once I finished reading them, I would take them to work and leave them for my colleagues to read. A few other co-workers did the same, recycling at its finest.
After a while, I noticed that I was the only person bringing in magazines, which would disappear almost as quickly as I brought them in.
It came to a head one afternoon, when I was asked "Hey - when you are bringing in this month's Viz comic?" I pointed out it was still in the shop if he really wanted to read it, and never left a magazine for colleagues again.
I didn't learn, for I also found out I was the only person bringing in tea and coffee for the tea and coffee swindle. Returning to work after a week off, the first thing I saw was a (now former) colleague complaining bitterly that there were "No effing teabags left". I decided there and then I would no longer be a - oh-ho! - mug, and the free tree supply soon dried up.
And it's happening again.
"Oi! Coleman! Where are the amphetamines?"
That's it. Get your own drugs.
3 comments:
And Nash won the Nobel Prize for deriving such equilibria!
So keep up the good work ;-)
. . . and where's my New Year Round Robin that I forward to all those that have belittled me, passing it off as my own.
You have no team spirit, evidently!
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