I had a bouqeut of Frerro rochet on my desk this morning.
Strange I thought, who gave that to me, maybe one of my admin staff, maybe a student, maybe my wife had added an extra one in.
I through it on top of a bookshelf, and got the temptation of eating that chocolaty goodness away from me.
A couple of hours later – a sheepish teacher stuck his head in to ask if I had received a bouquet of Frerro Rochet. His wife had sent them to him, and they had been put on my desk by accident.
Oh how I enjoyed watching him squirm when I asked if he was sure his wife had meant them for him and not me.
Didn’t even offer me one the cheeky git.