This is a delicious secret that I am willing to share with you. I don’t think I am doing anything wrong. I am just being careful about being wasteful and maximizing my entitlement.
What do I mean?
I am a stooge.
I horde stationary and bring them home.
The last time I did this, I brought home 10 pens, 1 stapler, 4 rulers, 5 notepads, 9 A4 sized paper and 12 markers to add to my overflowing collection. That was last month. Every week we have to order stationaries that we need and I am careful not to order too much each time.
You must be thinking I’m crazy.
Wait until you hear that I love stealing toilet papers and soap from our common washroom. I haven’t had to spend a single penny to buy toilet paper for my home for the last 6 years in my job. And this is just my office alone.
I worked in the hospitality industry so this means I have ample access to free toiletries that cater to hotel guests. Oh, I love it when it is my duty to do the night rounds or when I am tasked to do surprise checks in the hotel rooms.
I’ll make sure that I packed in extra empty bags to carry my loot home. Shampoos, bath soaps, body lotions, combs and even cotton buds. Even though I lived alone and have absolutely no need for sanitary bags, I have a dozen bags of them stored at the bottom of my kitchen drawers…you know.. just in case I ever have a female guest in my house.
The hotel has a spa section which I loved to pop in every now and then if I have the extra time during my rounds. I benefited a lot with their essential oils (makes great Christmas gifts, you know), their massages lotions and their bath salts. Even their air fresheners smell great and now my room smell just like the spa!
I’m usually a loner in the office. I don’t make friends easily but I happened to be on good terms with the hotel chefs and wait staff. They are so generous with me. Even though I get a staff discount when I dined in the hotel restaurant, I usually get doggie bags of leftovers from the restaurant.
I think I may have misled the kitchen staff into thinking I am giving out the leftovers to the homeless when I actually bring those home every night to be repacked and stored in my fridge for meals that last for months. Of course, not all food can be stored and those which can’t, I will give out to the homeless in my neighbourhood.
I can also whiz into the kitchen anytime I want to grab an Apple or go to the hotel bar and pour myself a glass of wine (although I don’t drink when I’m working). The last bartender was pretty sweet to me, letting me take home near expiry juices or bottles of hard liquor that customers discarded but still have some alcohol in them.
The current bartender is not that nice, he sneered whenever he sees me walking around. Like he’s territorial!
I’m not saying this as if I am proud of what I can get away with (okay to be honest, a little teeny pride) but I know a lot of people “steal” from the workplace and I’m not alone but of course, I am more of an extreme case here.
So there, this is my dirty little secret out to the whole world.
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