I came into office one Tuesday morning and noticed that my innocent Tofu tissue box is gone, and in its place was a different tissue box cover. One that bears a resemblance to those cheongsam designs, with bamboos and all.
What the hell, someone swapped my Tofu without my approval? What audacity! Immediately I thought of that colleague whom, during meetings, would draw tissues from my Tofu rather than another existing one in the room (I brought mine along as I’m always prepared for a running nose).
Went to her desk and I don’t see it there, and so I thought maybe someone would want to bring it to a meeting room and allow everyone to enjoy Tofu tissues. Sadly, Tofu wasn’t around in both the meeting rooms. I started to panic. Went to bio the unusual suspects’ desks but to no avail. I nearly wanted to paste something in the lift..
Duh. Better not. Sounds silly. Maybe I'll wait for a few more days and see how.
And today, a miracle just happened. Tofu’s back! And there wasn’t any ‘Thank You’ note at all. Nope, nein. Some people just ain’t appreciative sia. Actually with these clues I have already suspected who is the culprit. Well, only Tofu knows best who SHE is. Let’s hope that the person has a nose infection soon and will be the Michael Jackson of Singapore. HA!
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