I have a reputation at work for being a strict boss.
One day I was in the break room with another manager. I reached ino the refrigerator for my lunch, which was packed in a Ace Hardware paper bag.
My co-worker stopped in mid-bite and stared at me, looking a little tense. When I pulled my sandwich out of the bag, he sighed in relief.
"What's the matter?" I asked him.
"Uh, nothing," he replied. "I was just beginning to think you really DO eat nails for lunch."
