Dashed Hopes

Yesterday was the first day for a new secretary that had caught wind of the bounty I had provided who approached me today:

Her: Terry, the snack room’s empty.  When does it get restocked?
Me: Snack room?
Her: Yes, where all the food was yesterday.
Me: That’s not a snack room, that’s a storage room in the R&D lab.
Her:  And the food?
Me: I brought that in.
Her: Oh… Well, thank you, I guess.

I wonder how many people have a terribly skewed perception of my firm’s work environment based on her retelling of the awesome snack room she encountered on her first day.