stop eating the chips at work

Last night Josh, one of my favourite people ever, cooked us a bunch of chips. As a manager he never does that, he frowns upon it actually. But he did it and he got me mushroom sauce and everything.

I said no thank you = )

I got a chicken flatbread at work the other day and Scottie made it for me before the end of my shift. And, being lovely he gave me a side of chips and mushroom sauce, which I can forgive him for since it’s what I normally get.

He was being sweet (and I secretly had missed them), so I ate them.

Whoops.

yesterday was a chip-free adventure at work. Sadly it wasn’t cheese toast free as well. Whoops.