Every week we would have a potluck at our school.
There was one teacher who, without fail, would take home all the leftovers. (She’d also completely raid the fridge on Friday afternoon as if it constituted her weekly grocery shopping trip.)
If a member of the teaching staff had a party, it was a given that she’d take home all the leftover birthday cake. As though no one else likes extra cake?
Now, I think it’s horrible to waste food. But I know for a fact that many other people on staff also wanted to take food home. Unfortunately, this person wasn’t very easy to reason with.
As the years passed, she continued her food-hoarding ways, growing both in girth and selfishness.
In the end, the only thing I ever saw her leave behind in the staff room was her divorce papers.
Which was possibly even more awkward than her stealing, come to think of it…
-Anonymous, Teacher
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