One of the women at work had a craving for a piece of cake from the private club area. She joked that she should go in and shake her tits to get one. Another co-worker said she could probably do it. She then said I could probably go in and somehow get some cake, to which our co-worker (thinking she meant I could shake… well, whatever I got and get the cake that way) said: You I can see getting away with it, but him… if he can do it I’ll walk away (quit) from here. Not one to turn down a challenge, I put my mind to how I could get her a piece of cake and rub my co-worker’s nose in it.
Thankfully, I’m in good with the guy who is one of the mid-level bosses in the Food & Beverage Dept. so I found him and explained the situation. He was more than willing to help if it meant sticking it to my co-worker. So he got me a piece of cake and I went back with it, first to show up my co-worker (who downplayed what he had said of course)and then to deliver it to my other co-worker who made one of those shrill woman screams and thanked me profusely. Yeah, I was the hero of the day. :D

_{If you’re wondering, it was chocolate and banana cake.}