Dear Bossman,

I have sat alone in this empty office for two nights in a row while I wait for rush hour traffic to subside work. It has come to my attention that there isn’t any food stashed in this office. No drawers full of M&Ms, no chips or pretzels, not even a mint! There isn’t even a vending machine in this building…

I realize that we’re located in downtown Chicago and therefore surrounded by restaurants, diners, delis and convenience stores, but going to one of them would require me to pause Greek stop working. And we don’t want that do we?

So before you head back out to California, would you mind hiding some food? Stay away from anything that spoils, please. If you want to go ahead and pre-order some GrubHub deliveries that’d be most appreciated. I’ll take a gyros, thanks!

I’ve also noticed that we don’t have any drawers to stash food in. This is a problem and I’d be more than happy to pick out some cabinets and what not. Let’s throw in a whiteboard or two because T and I are a day away from bringing in chalk to use on the brick walls. Have you ever seen Beetlejuice? Do you really want a bunch of doors drawn all over the walls?

In conclusion, I demand food.

Sincerely,
The Management