Sometimes I feel like a head-mistress in a kindergarden. This is one of these days.

Today, when G*Star and I, took lunch, we walked into the kitchen, then sighed out loud. It was a complete mess! On the counter you could find butter, ham, Italian salad, cheese and the bread was not in its plastic bag. This could of course been ok if someone had been there making themselves lunch. But nobody was there, the kitchen was empty.

Me: are you going to eat that ham or the Italian salad? (talking quite loud, hoping the guys at sales  would hear me)
G*Star: no, I’m not.
Me: Oh, then I guess someone forgot to put it inside the fridge again then. (still loud)
G*Star: yes, I think so too. (lauging)

It annoys me so badly that people can’t behave in the kitchen. It’s mostly the guys in the sales department and the notorious sloppy kitchen guy, Bear, who works at support department.

Our kitchen is small and it gets messy easily, but it’s not under any circumstances a good excuse for being so damn sloppy.

We’ve had the same problem for quite a while. It expanded when we hired three young Swedes (sales guys), who didn’t understand the concept of a clean kitchen. One of them even told me that I should make a big sign in the kitchen saying ‘clean up after your self’. Oh god, I remember how loudly I sighed and then laughed, when he told me that. The tree Swedes left months ago and the kitchen got cleaner.

Now we’re back again… And the reason for it? It’s the six new sales people we’ve hired. Not the girl I think, but the rest of the bunch. And how do I know that? It’s simple math. The one that has lunch first, is the sales department.

Damn that sales department. They clap uncontrolled, talk loud and mess up the kitchen.

So, after lunch, I had to write an email to everybody – yet another time. It’s not the first time (only for the new guys) and it won’t be the last. This is what I wrote:

Hi,

When I went to lunch today the kitchen looked like a mess. Bread, butter and other things stood on the counter without anybody making lunch.

It’s nice if everybody put everything into the fridge again after use. Put the bread back in its plastic bag. Then it will be easier for others to make lunch. More pleasant too

And nobody wants to eat dry bread and sweaty cheese?

If everybody does that, you won’t get nagging mails from me in the future

Kind regards me

The messy kitchen brings out the kidergarten head-mistress in me. I can’t believe that grown up people have to be babysit like this!
I haven’t gotten any response yet from the sales department, but didn’t think I would either.

A while ago, I hung up this comic strip in the kitchen. It’s so fitting for our office. Guess who laughed? Only the girls!