Let out a sad chuckle or two. You thought this sort of thing only happened in comics or TV. It’s pretty funny that it happened to you!
Oh well, it was just one lunch. No worries. You can make up for it with a huge dinner.
Shrug and take solace in the fact that whoever ate your lunch probably enjoyed it very much. It was made with care, after all.
Swear angrily and storm through the office, demanding to know who stole your food! That was your property and they had no right.
Pull anxiously at your hair and mutter incomprehensibly. How could this happen to you? What cruel joke is this??? What kind of punishing, unforgiving universe do we live in??? You have to fight the urge to curl into a ball and lie, upset and hungry, on the linoleum floor.
“I'm too stressed as it is! Do you know what I’ve got to do? Do you? I can’t take care of my work as well as yours. You really shouldn’t be skipping out on work anyway. I’ve half a mind to tell our supervisor.”
“Sure, no problem. I’m going to finish my work early anyway, I think I can tackle yours. Hope you feel better (wink wink)!”
“Yeah, no worries. I’m not sure it’s going to get done on time, though. I'm not even sure my work is going to get done on time.”
“Hold on, let me check my watch. Mhmm… Uh-huh. Yeah. No. Sorry, I don’t have time for this.”
You freak out. You just know the entire office is going to know it was your smelly food that ruined the microwave. You’re going to be ostracized, a pariah, banned from ever heating your cold food again! Oh God!
First, you laugh at the ridiculous manner in which the food exploded. Wow, was it ever a sight! Chunks of sauce and meat flying everywhere. You wish you’d gotten it on camera. Then you set about finding some way to clean up.
You fly into a fit of rage and throw napkins everywhere while swearing furiously.
Well, at least now you know how long leftovers will last in the microwave! You’re sure you’ll find some way to clean it up.
It’s no big deal, honestly. Who cares about a few little food stains?
You've been so busy that you forget to buy the cake and stick a candle into some leftover pizza, apologizing profusely to everybody until they get annoyed.
This coworker does get under your skin but still, it is their special day! You stop by an expensive bakery and pick up a fancy chocolate cake with their name emblazoned in icing on the top.
Who are they kidding, asking you to pick up the cake? Everyone knows you can’t stand that person! You do go out and buy some cheap, too-sweet cake from a grocery store, but you don’t do it happily. In fact, you mentally rant to yourself the entire time.
You forget to buy a real cake but that’s okay. You go to the vending machine and buy a Hostess snack cake. It’s the thought that counts, right?
You can’t help but smile at the irony of being asked to buy cake for someone you can’t stand. You buy them their favorite cake while shaking your head. This must count for some good karma.
“You look as though a great big bird flew down and settled on top of your head.”
“Oh, well, it looks great if you go for that sort of thing. You know, I’m sure someone would love it. There is definitely a person out there that loves it.”
"LOL! Hold on, let me Snapchat this, this is just too good.”
“I, well, I think- it’s- I’m not the best person to ask, honestly, I’m not very good at giving my opinion on things. In fact, I don’t have an opinion. Not at all. Never have.”
“Amazing! Fantastic! I love it. I might go out and copy it myself if you don’t mind. Can I take a picture to show my hairdresser?”