I know you told me that I was welcome to eat some of your cookies, but I need to tell you that whenever you leave your office to go to the bathroom or out to lunch, I sneak in and steal large handfuls of them. And then I stuff them in my mouth and go back for more, all while listening carefully for your return. Soon you will have no more cookies left, but if it makes you feel better, I’ll probably be more upset than you.
Also, that person who ate all of the chocolate out of the communal dish? That was me too. I just thought you ought to know.
Sincerely,
Poor Hungry Me