I really missed my work mates today, especially when I didn’t receive my 2.30pm chocolate.

So I must reminisce…….and escape my assignment writing for a while.

Ah yes, the Chocolate Drawer Saga.

Once upon a time, a work team located in a far, far away land called the aviation industry, there was a smart young lad named Maverick, who started a chocolate drawer.

Now I must intervene at this point and refer to an earlier post in which I alluded to the chocolate drawer and my contribution to it at a time of a massive project for the department (and indeed the company). Dear Maverick was working (ridiculously) long hours and so in a bid to help where I could, I donated to his chocolate drawer.

The chocolate drawer shifted team dynamics, but alas, little did we realise this so.

For a time, the chocolate drawer was unknown to me, until I peeped over the aisle to Maverick’s desk and discovered his (then) secret stash of chocolate goodness. Following my initial contributions, or dare I say, offerings to the sacrificial alter that is chocolate, I too started to reap the rewards of the regular chocolate or two a day.

This went on for some time….some days it was at 10.30am, morning tea time, as well as the 2.30pm, productivity-all-time-low time. Others started to contribute – de TRAX man, Miss Gravy&Chips and perhaps others. All was well in the land of this work team, until……

Team members began expecting more from the chocolate drawer gods. Time and time again, throughout the day, they needed their chocolate fix. Then Maverick, the typical engineer that he is, saw the rate at which these chocolates were disappearing and predicted there may not be enough to go around at each ‘chocolate time’ if the chocolate was consumed by those (who shall not be named) at a faster rate than which it was supplied. PANIC!

All came to head, not long ago when Miss Gravy&Chips ventured into the chocolate drawer to “sneak” a chocolate from the alter. In his anger and despair, Maverick reached into the chocolate drawer, grabbed a handful of chocolates and threw said chocolates at Miss Gravy&Chips.

“Here! Take them! You want chocolates?! Have them!”

And the chocolates fell to the floor. (Ok, well some of them did. Good ‘ol Goose decided he’d swipe a few.)

And now, it’s been so decided (mostly by Maverick), that chocolate time will now be at 2.30pm each day, when each team member will be given their rationed chocolate.

Offerings to the chocolate drawer remain voluntary, and Maverick now has a key to remove temptation between chocolate times.

It is not known when the ban will be lifted, when team members will be trusted with the chocolate drawer again. But one thing’s for certain, the message is clear. Chocolate is a treat, a reward, and should only be consumed in moderation when it can be savoured and appreciated for the wonderful chocolatey goodness that it is.

(And that was the most free-flowing writing I’ve managed to achieve all day)