This thread has just brought waves of ex workplace stress crashing back to me
. The porridge eaters, the tea thieves, the fridge raiders, mum's been to Iceland (before work), the slobby bastards who can't wash a dish, all of them, the fuckers.
The worst was the mug borrower. He used to display massive, suppurating cold sores with alarming frequency. He had no problems using other people's mugs, taken from other people's desks. I pointedly bought him his own mug, with his name on it, but once used there was no mummy to wash it for him so he left it in the sink and grabbed the nearest clean one. Half the staff got cold sores.
By the time I left I had a mini fridge under my desk, bought my own milk (despite work supplying some...that all went on porridge and "lattes") and a stainless steel mug (that I could autoclave frequently) kept in a locked drawer.
I was a people person before I worked there, now I am happily self employed.
Is there a freezer compartment in that fridge OP? If there is I would helpfully put her raw meat and fish in it...to stop it going off. You can't be too careful with food poisoning. 