The case of the missing cupcake

As mentioned in the previous post, we did a run to My Little Cupcake yesterday. I purposely didn’t eat my cupcake straight away because I wanted to save it for after my gym session. It was going to be my reward and evidently make my visit to the gym an utter complete waste of time.
After my gym session and was walking back to the office with an extra bounce in my step knowing that there was a pretty little cupcake waiting for me. Much to my disappointment, it wasn’t there. I search the entire office, even checking the fridge in case someone was kind enough to put there. Nope, no cupcake. I was so upset, and grumpy cause I was hungry. I was looking forward to it all day long and even did an extra 10 sit ups at the gym for it. Gr..
The next morning I told my colleagues what had happened and no one knew who took it, they all knew I was saving it for after the gym. After a bit of detective work we found out that it was one of the ladies who we share the office with. She said she saw it sitting there and thought it was going to go stale, so she ate it. Unbelievable! As if you eat something that’s not even yours. Least to say I was a bit annoyed. To cheer myself up I picked up a 6 pack of these cupcakes while I was at Chatswood.

They’re from Cupcakes on Pitt, but the shop isn’t on Pitt. They’re not as nice as the ones from My Little Cupcake, but they sure are pretty.
Still can’t believe she ate my cupcake!


