Account Deleted By User It's story time once again lords and ladies, be prepared for this to be on the long side. So, the place where I work has a steady stream of interns coming and going each month and the vast majority pass through without incident. However recently a horrible she-beast has darkened my doorway and made life hell for the past few weeks, a hamtern who I shall dub Snout for this story. This is the recounting of the moment Snout finally broke my patience today. The key element of this story is a dog bowl, or more accurately MY dog bowl. Since I work with animals my best friend thought it would be funny to buy me a customized novelty dog bowl with my name on it for my birthday. We both had a good laugh and it's turned out to be one of my favorite bowls, it's heavy ceramic and great for soups or curry especially since I tend to work late and eat dinner at my desk (I never eat lunches). The point being this bowl is 1) Very distinctive, everyone I work with knows it and 2) Extremely big, I've never have it more than half full at the most. So today 7 pm rolled around and I was looking forward to some beef stew in my big ol' bowl but when I go to grab it from the drying mat by the sink where I left it to my confusion it wasn't there. OK maybe I'd brought it back to my desk and forgotten, nope it wasn't there either. I searched high and low, checking everywhere I might have absentmindedly left it when I hear something, a disgusting snuffling, phlegmy noise. I slowly open the door to where the interns have their temp desks and I what do I see but Snout with my bowl, which it had completely filled with ice cream drenched in extra sticky beetus i.e. caramel, chocolate syrup, cherry sauce. And when I say filled I mean to the point of overflowing, there must have been 1 - 2 full pints of ice cream in my poor bowl. And that's when I snapped, I went from tired and slightly annoyed to full blown fury and hatred. I would've been less disgusted to find an actual pig eating from my bowl. This was the final straw in a long line of my things that had disappeared and then been traced back to Snout. Now I am a generally a soft-spoken, soft-hearted person and a poor IRL shitlord but I'm still shocked (and more than a bit proud) at what I did next. I stormed up to Snout, grabbed the bowl from it's hands, and proceeded to dump the whole mess in the trash. Snout reeeeee'd at the top of it's lungs until I slammed my hand on the desk and yelled, " This is not the first thing you've taken from me but it's definitely the last! Next time go eat out of a trough instead of a dog bowl, it's more fitting!" And I stormed out as buttery tears welled in Snout's eyes. God nothing has felt so good in my life, it was hell getting the sticky mess out of my bowl but tomorrow I'm handing over the evidence I've collected of all the things this degenerate ham has stolen from me in only a month. Here's hoping I don't get fired but no one else seems to like  Snout either.  TL;DR: Pig steals from me and eats like an animal, gets brutally called out I might make a quick post later just detailing everything that led up to this.