Mother focker.....

So today for lunch I had signed up for a colloquium series in which lunch was provided in little individual boxes with our names on them. Well, as it turns out I had to help my husband with something on lunch (he doesn't work on Fridays) and missed my meeting. So, I walk up there as the presentation was ending, saying I was sorry I couldn't make it (it was optional to begin with), but asked if I could get my lunch. I didn't eat while Thomas and I went out because I knew I had lunch already here. Um, as it turns out the lady who handed out the lunches decided to give my lunch to my manager because she didn't see me. Hello, that was MY lunch with MY name on it. I don't give a shit if something came up and I couldn't make it to lunch until 1 not 12....it was MY lunch!!!! She made it her executive decision to give my lunch to someone else who just decided to show up today. Seriously, WTH!!! Now I'm royally pissed off.....and hungry! God, maybe this shouldn't piss me off as much as it does....it's not even about not getting lunch...it's about someone just giving my stuff away without even bothering to know what came up that prevented me from being there.