No. 2 Thief, Part II

Before you read this, read Part I below.

Today I was in one of the accounting clerk's office and he was writing something out for me. The No. 2 Thief came in to ask me a question. She needed to make a note about it on her notepad. She left.

Accounting Clerk is about to continue what he was telling me...

"Where did my pen go? I always seem to be losing them."

"I think D**** [the No. 2 Thief] took it."

"I swear, she's a klepto. She's always taking my pens."

I laughed to myself as I walked away and though, "she struck again!" I took comfort in knowing I wasn't the only victim.

As I was in her office later this morning, I noticed it right there, sitting on her desk, the pencil she stole from me on Monday. While she was going on about something, all I could do is stare at my pencil. I had to let it go though. It's over. Left there in Oakland while I'm back here in Orange County.

Like I said, I'm over it.