So i'm one of those losers who brings their lunch to work. A few weeks ago, a retarded janitor (blame it on the janitor) threw my lunch box away when cleaning out the fridge. I began using a small cooler for a make shift lunch box. If my old lunch box was big enough to hold a 6pack, this cooler could hold an 18pack. Not gigantic but big. Anyway, I started getting all kinds of shit over this cooler at work. "Are you planning on the world ending today?" "Transporting bodyparts?" whatever. I have a sense of humor, I can joke back. So a dooshbag boss of mine sees me coming in and decides to give me shit. He asks me what i have in there. "Oh i dunno, i guess i could fit like one or two dead babies if i wanted" This man is 40 years old. He backs up astonished that i could have said such a thing. He asks me "What if someone here had lost a child?" I look at him laughing and without skipping a beat..."It's probably cuz it's in my lunchbox." Fucker tried to write me up! Now come on, am i a horrible person?