Dear Prudence,
Our office is in an obscure part of an office park, isn’t close to any restaurants, and has no cafeteria. Unless you bring your lunch, you are left with one crappy vending machine. I came up with an office “pantry.” Essentially, a basket of fruits, granola bars, and other non-perishables with a money jar to repay it. Everyone will drop some money in or take a turn bringing food in. We worked on the honor system. It worked for about nine months, until we got the new hires—then the basket would be cleared out in a day. Everyone was upset and no one admitted to it until our supervisor checked the cameras. The two new hires, “Jane and Joan,” would come in mid-shift and clean out the basket into their huge purses. When confronted, they got selfish and claimed it was “free” and they had kids at home. So yeah, they feel they can lie, steal, and screw over their coworkers because they have kids.
Since the food pantry wasn’t official, there is nothing to be done. It went away. My resentment isn’t. I have a hard time interacting with Joan and Jane, especially if they need help or want to “borrow” my office supplies. I find myself counting when they don’t return my pens or thinking they should have taken notes during training rather than bothering me. How do I move forward now? I have been locking the big boxes of energy bars in my desk in case someone misses packing their lunch (or I do). If Jane or Joan comes up asking for one, I might snap at them.
—No System for Honor