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."