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It's MY Fridge

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  1. zipzipzoomzoom

    zipzipzoomzoom Gold IL'ite

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    This was inspired by actual events. No punchline, but I enjoyed changing the names, and writing such silly stories really amuses me. Really, I'm not exaggerating.

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    "Who keeps putting their yogurt in this fridge?" asked a very irritated Marge to Eddie, a sympathetic co-worker.

    Marge was a middle-aged office lady who had nothing better to do than to monitor the mini-fridge. It was given as a present by the late boss, for 20 years of "outstanding service" which included getting coffee and sharpening pencils.

    Some of these sharpened pencils were later confiscated after they "accidentally" pricked Suzie, a competitor of Marge.

    "What a nut job!," Sweety thought to herself, as she eavesdropped while carrying on with her work. "Sure glad I don't use that fridge, or deal with that nut job."

    "This isn't a storage place, where you store your groceries, this is a fridge for the entire office," Marge continued to explained to Eddie.

    Eddie was an overweight, balding middle-aged man who also had nothing better to do. One time, he filed a complaint against a 20 year old intern for being unable to provide him tech support - because the 20 year old intern didn't even know how to use a mouse.

    "Listen, Listen," Eddie said. "Just throw away the yogurt, and that person will never store their food in the fridge again.

    Marge was really upset and irritated, "People are so stupid. I should empty out the fridge, unplug it, and mail it to Freddy. I don't want to deal with the stupid fridge and the stupid people who store their groceries in it. They can use the fridge down the hall!"

    ****Later that day****

    Sweety needed help to perform a task. She asked Harry for help, as he was the specialist for this particular software.

    "As I was saying...." Sweety was talking to Harry while he was bent down, looking into the fridge.

    "Where is my yogurt?" Harry asked frantically.

    "Oh no, here it comes," Sweety thought to herself, as she recalled Eddie suggesting that the yogurt be thrown out.

    "Have you seen my yogurt?" Harry asked Sweety.

    Sweety shrugged her shoulders. "Who does he think I am, his wife?", Sweety thought to herself.

    Eddie was walking by, and spotted Harry.

    "Listen, Listen, your yogurt was moved to the fridge down the hall. Marge wanted to clean it." Eddie explained.

    "Well, this isn't her #$%^^@ fridge!" Harry said angrily.

    "Sweety, I will help you later, I got to get my yogurt", Harry said.

    "What a nut job," Sweety though. "How am I supposed to get my work done? Maybe I should buy a mini fridge and offer to keep it for Harry. But then again, I'm not his wife!"
     
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  2. raji2678

    raji2678 Gold IL'ite

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    Nice one. Waiting to read more.
     
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    shashiv Gold IL'ite

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    A good one...



    Shanti
     
  4. zipzipzoomzoom

    zipzipzoomzoom Gold IL'ite

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    HAHAHAHAHAHA :banana

    It was such a simple write-up inspired by actual events that make me chuckle. Glad you enjoyed. Who knew writing could be so therapeutic and entertaining. Will definitely keep them coming!!!!!
     

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