In our break room, we have something called the Sharing Table. It’s really a pretty cool idea. If you have something you don’t want, but someone else might, you put it on the table. If you find something you want on the table, it’s yours for the taking.
People put all kinds of interesting thing on the table: free event tickets, coupons for local eateries, home garden overflow, paperback books, magazines, etc.
However, some people abuse it. We’re now seeing catalogs for Avon, Amway, Tupperware–you know, all the try-to-guilt-your-friends-and-family-into-buying-your-over-priced-crap home businesses. People are also leaving brochures inviting us to their various cry-me-a-river charities. I’ve got nothing against home business or charities–only the abuse of the Sharing Table concept. With the Sharing Table, it needs to be a tangible good that I can pick up and take with me.
However, I reserve my most intense ire for those that leave pizza leftovers there. What? How could I possible not like pizza? It’s because the only pizza that’s ever leftover is friggin’ vegetarian pizza! If you’re going to have leftover pizza and you’re going to leave it on the sharing table, have the common human decency to make sure there’s some meat-lover’s pizza also…mmmkay?