Yesterday was a great day to stay late at work, and a great day to have a cubicle right next to the CFO’s assistant. At 5:15pm, I spotted a food tray packed full of dinner food, apparently for a dinner meeting, at the CFO’s assistant’s desk. He immediately caught me staring and shook his finger at me, “Not for youuuuuuu!”
“WILL THERE BE LEFTOVERS?!?!??!???!”
“Only if you stay past 8pm…”
Easy enough!
So I had a delicious dinner of chicken with mushrooms, asparagus, potatoes, salad, pasta and black-and-white cookies, courtesy of the CFO.
Poverexic in NYC 