The cracker saga

This is a true story but the names have been changed to protect the guilty (and me)...

John and Marcia were in the kitchen at work. John gave Marcia a hearty bowl of soup that was chocked full of yummy ingredients--shrimp, potatoes, tomatoes...the whole bit.

Marcia remarked that the soup looked absolutely delicious, but she said she needed crackers to make the meal complete.

"Well," said John, "I just gave Cindy a box of crackers for the food drive she's conducting. Maybe you could use those."

Cindy is collecting food that will be put into the backpacks of young children who have very limited access to food once they leave school.

Marcia gleefully marched down to Cindy's office, grabbed the box of crackers out of Cindy's collection box and pranced off to her office.

"Taking food from the mouths of babes, heh?" I said to her as I passed her in the hall. Marcia laughed heartily, thinking I was joking.

She pulled out the crackers, crumbled them on her soup, and joyfully ate her lunch. The remaining crackers were left on her desk.

This has set off a torrent of anger throughout the staff. Emails are flying wildly from one group to the other. One staffer is threatening to pile mounds of cracker crumbs outside Marcia's office.

Another is demanding that she be told to replace the crackers ten fold, right now.

Cindy has already sent an email to Marcia asking her when she plans to replace the crackers...no response yet.

Crunching could be heard coming from behind Marcia's closed door...