Temp(t)ing

If they didn’t want me eating their candy when I occupied their desks while they were on vacation, then they should have either eaten it all before they left, taken it with them, entrusted it to another secretary, or stored it in a locked drawer (and taken the key).
I mean, come on. Surely I wasn’t the only temp who, in a fit of near-tears boredom, snooped through their drawers in search of who-knows-what and came upon the bounty of an already open bag of individually foil-wrapped chocolates. Right?
Silly trustful full-time secretaries. I hope I taught ’em a lesson!