I was going through a co-worker’s desk looking for a pair of scissors yesterday. The person in question was laid-off and then re-hired at another department and hasn’t been here for at least a month and a half. And he wasn’t very well-liked anyway, being the most ineffective manager I’ve ever known, and annoying to boot.

I spotted a Starbucks gift card in among the paper clips, Sharpies, and (my goal) not one but two pairs of scissors.

I took the card. The barista today scanned it and said it still had $10.00 on it.

…yeah. I’m so keeping the card.