I know certain people on my staff go threw my desk. My desk is in a locked office but every one in my company has a key because that is where we store the cantraband (ceyanne pepper for making home made mace, yeast for hooch, ect...). There are few seacrets in the kitchen as the cilivan cooks bid their time gossiping about the fellow co-workers. I figured out they have been going through my papers for some time, as they are not very good at putting my things back. I now lock the confedental papers in my supervisiors office- the one only I have a key for.
But last week I threw them a test crumb.
I wrote two of the biggest know it all's names on one of my note pads really hard.
JOAN
>FIRE
MIKE
Then I tore the top page off the note pad and left the imprints behind that was barley discernible.
Yesterday was a pleasure to work as now those two snoops think they will be fired. Somehow the entire place knows, including guards and the other shifts. I can not wait for one of them to build up the courage to ask me if they still have a job.
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god lord, devious much?
At times my inner evil scares and delights me.
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