Tara, my chubby-chair-breaking-friend, complained to me the other day that she lost her favorite purple scarf at work. She couldn't find it anywhere. Had I seen it?
Well then I did see it. On top of the fridge. HA!
The obvious joke would be to make fun of her for, you know, staring in the work fridge, hungry as can be, getting sweaty and removing the scarf to throw it on top of the fridge to make room for more food in her mouth.
Instead I private messaged her a photo on Instagram with this caption:
Loving the soft new toilet paper in the 10th floor bathrooms!