I was feeling hungry this afternoon. There is a CVS fairly close to where I work, and so I decided I was going to get something to eat. But doing so would mean leaving my desk, walking on a pained knee, and venturing out in to possible rain.

Yesterday, my co-worker let me have some of the Club crackers she keeps for an occasional snack at her desk. They left me with a craving for them again today. I told her I was going to go buy some of my own and she said, "Don't waste your money when I have crackers."
A philosophical debate ensued as to the relevance of owning and eating the crackers and my vow to never be a mooch.
"Eat my damn crackers," she said.
So I did. I feel much better, munching on the buttery, salty goodness.
Giving a stubborn co-worker some crackers when she is hungry is an AWESOME act of kindness.
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