A friend (Friend 1) and I were helping another friend (Friend 2) move out of an apartment complex that friend 2 also happened to work at as a handyman. Most of the bedrooms were empty as we had moved boxes and furniture out and into the U-haul truck.
Friend 1 and I were taking a break in the kitchen, which hadn’t been completely emptied out, while friend 2 was re-arranging the U-haul to make more room. While we were snacking on a bag of chips, I see an unopened box of granola bars on the counter. I proceed to open the box, grab a granola bar, and put it in the fridge.
Friend 1: What are you doing?
Me: Hiding granola bars
Friend 1 shrugs, grabs a granola bar and stuffs it in a box of tissues. We then spend the next 5 or so minutes hiding granola bars in various areas around the kitchen. We don’t tell friend 2, but I get a text the next day from him
Friend 2: Why the hell are there granola bars hidden all over my kitchen?!
Me: I have no idea what you’re talking about
About a week later, after friend 2 had already moved out and was on his way to a new state, I get another text from him
Friend 2: Hey asshole, my old coworker said he found a granola bar in the stove vent. Seriously?
My work at that apartment complex is complete.