Friday, September 19, 2014


Thank God I Found My Mug


My work mug has been missing for over a week.  I bid adieu to it as I was leaving work for the day, and decided to put it through one of our communal dishwashers in the kitchen.  I knew it was risky.  This isn't the first time she's gone missing.
The last time was over a year ago, and we were apart for nearly 2 months. I scoured the entire office, staying late just so that I could sneak around every empty desk and hope to stumble on my beloved (ok I'm going too far...).
Anyways- that time she emerged from our VP's office, trapped in his man hands.  He was drinking tea, and I made fun of him.

This time was much more spectacular.  I was in the kitchen and exchanged this lil convo with our in-house cleaning lady:

CL:    Excuse me, can I ask you a question?

Me:   Absolutely (*I'm super nice)

CL:   (*opens up very top cupboard that no one uses)
          Is this your mug?

Me:   YES! I've been looking all over for it!

CL:   I knew it belong to you.  I hide it here after I clean.  For you.

Can you say FAITH IN HUMANITY (or at the very least, in custodial staff) RESTORED??!!!