I used to work at a place where neither company nor some supervisors would front a couple of bucks to satisfy their employees and comrades with a fucking meal or snack during meetings. You can't drop $20 for a box of cookies or cupcakes for a 4:00PM meeting on a Friday? Damn.
Then I switched jobs, for other reasons, and got slammed with crazy amounts of good food on the regular. Do you know what that does for morale? And my gut?
ONLY GOOD THINGS.
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