Jen

I am pissed at how cheap rich people can be.

Ok here it goes. I hardly ever go to the grocery store, but when I do, I usually buy a bunch of food for work (like lunch stuff, fruit, etc) so that I won’t spend all my hard earned, soul selling money on lunch. Anyway, Barb does the same thing, so we decided to web van it. If you don’t know about web van, this is how it works: you order food and other items on-line, schedule a delivery time and they bring the food to you. Absolutely brilliant.

We also needed some general food items for the office, and Tim wanted some gross chicken in a can stuff, so I placed an order on-line and charged it to the company credit card (the cool thing is, I am the only person in this office besides Bill who has that number. Excellent.) I, of course, told Bill about the order and he agreed to it. So, the total for all the food was $122.30. Because we ordered so much, we also got a $30. discount and no delivery fees. As soon as the food gets in, he’s asking all these questions and looking at the bill and basically having a minor heart attack because of the price.

Right away, he wants me to divide everything up. Well, believe it or not, I was busy yesterday (and I got off early!) so didn’t have time. He asked me again before I left if I divided up the bill. Today, Bill is in Philly (Grad School) and he called me, from the airport, to ask me if I divided the bill up. You’ll get your money, tiger! So, I divided everything up, even the tax and the discount, by how much food was bought per person. When cheapy calls, I can tell him that only 30 bucks will come out of his “empty” pocket, 27 from Barb, 20 from me and 15 from Tim.

Did I mention that I got absolutely nothing for Assistant’s Day?