Who Moved My Oatmeal?

My oatmeal has gone missing. I really, really, really should've scribbled my name on it.

I wrote a note on my receipt (thank goodness I keep records!) asking if anyone had seen my open paper pack of quick-cooking oatmeal. A Post-it addendum apologized if I'd been unknowingly taking from someone else's supplies and asks that I be informed so that I can check with the supermarket or just absorb the loss and buy another pack. A third Post-it note added that if people had been mistaking my oatmeal for the intact one-minute oatmeal buried behind the brown sugar on someone else's shelf, then no problem, but please stop moving my oatmeal.

Life is too complicated for 8:00 in the morning.

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