AuburnChick's Adventures

How many of you read my post that included a list of things that make me happy?

I envision all of you raising your hands or nodding your heads.

Did you happen to read the comments?  In particular…THIS comment:

Did you leave your new bag yesterday? I’m not sure it is still there.

Well, on Monday, I arrived at work and began to go about my business.  About an hour later, Mr. Computer Guru arrived.  We proceeded with our day after greeting one another with the familiar “Good mornings,” and “No, I didn’t turn on the heater” (long story).

The day proceeded, much like any other Monday, when all of a sudden I reached for my bag of M&M’s — THE brand-new bag that my friend, Ms M, bought me the previous Thursday.

The bag wasn’t on my desk.

I quickly turned my head sideways and pinned Computer Guru with piercing eyes.

“Where are my M&M’s?” I asked him.

He tried to look innocent.  I knew better.

Surely he had not…would not…

He paused for one dramatic moment before reaching his right hand down toward his desk drawer…

I’ll admit that for a few seconds, I thought he had hidden it from me.  He has done this to me before…only not with chocolate but with the space heater that is under my desk.  He hid that on top of the bookshelves in the attic.  Not nice, I know.  Especially since I’m extremely cold-natured.

So, with this small hope fluttering, I held my breath as he pulled his hand out of the drawer…

Holding onto the corner of an almost-empty M&M bag.  I could tell that there were about five or six of the fantastically delicious chocolate bits in the corner of the bag.

I exhaled.

This was not a joke.  The comment from Ms M on my blog post had been a warning.

Mr. Computer Guru had, in fact, eaten my M&M’s.

You’ve heard the saying, “When the cat’s away, the mice will play?”

Well, he took this to heart.  While I was being the perfect role model for local children (i.e. “subbing”) on Friday, he was sitting at my desk eating one M&M at a time.  And just like the Lays commercial, he couldn’t stop at one.

I posted a grievance on one of the forums I frequent on Ravelry.  My friend, Bethany, answered my whine with a “I hope he has a bad tummy ache.”

What a good friend.

He said that he did, in fact, have a stomach ache that afternoon.  Served him right.

Especially since, and here’s the kicker, he did not provide a replacement bag.

You must understand that this bag was not a single serve bag.  Oh no.  It was the big, one-pounder size — enough to last a person several days.

I warned him not to return from lunch without a brand new bag.  I mean, we have to pass CVS on the way up the road.  The store sells chocolate.  Trust me.  I know.  I’ve been there when I needed a chocolate fix.

My threat must have seemed harmless.  He came back without the bag.

On Tuesday, he worked at our satellite offices, conveniently avoiding me.

Nice.  Not.

Surely Wednesday morning would be the day he would avail himself.

Nope.

“Daughter dear broke a jar of jelly, shortening my time to get to work.”

Great excuse.

To be fair, I did believe him.  He’s really a nice guy and a good father.  He’s just a typical man.  Forgetful.

Apparently he didn’t recognize the importance of chocolate in my life.  I placed it first on my list of things that makes me happy…above my children and furry babies.

I’ll be subbing on Thursday and will spend Friday, my last day, at the Firm.  He has two days to make amends.

Mr. Computer Guru, if you’re reading this, consider the following:

If a bag of M&M’s is not on my desk Friday morning, you may wind up with a 5’3″ angry trick-or-treater on your doorstep.

😀

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