Office Fridge Mafia

I just discovered something about myself. Since I never bring lunch to work, I made a nice chili yesterday that I wanted to enjoy after my lunch work out. I arrived early in the morning (one of the first here) and found a nice clean spot on the top left shelf.

After my lunch workout, I was one of the last people to eat lunch and quickly discovered that people will just shove your food to the back of the fridge with little regard of your wonderful recipe. My mafia man self come out of no where and promptly relocated the assaulting food leftover package that had shoved mine to the back fridge to the other fridge in the kitchen, also in the back of the fridge.

I don’t play office fridge politics often, but when I do, I play for keeps!

Author: Tim Yandel

I'm Tim. I live in Cole Valley, San Francisco with my wife, Julie, and two daughters Addie and Audra. I tend to write a bunch about leading Sales teams, since that's what I've been doing since 2006. I'm particularly drawn to the psychology of selling, whether that be how people buy things or sell things, it's fascinating how decision-making is centered into the core of who you are as a person. I enjoy cultivating a culture centered around mastery of your craft and a genuine passion for winning together. Outside of professional learnings, I enjoy listening to epic sci-fi and fantasy books while I run long distances to decompress and obsessed with watching my two girls grow. For a good ice breaker, ask me about my Golden Retriever and my Bernese Mountain Dog. View all posts by Tim Yandel