Complex Numbers

Eat Me

As a result of the recent economic situation, we are now sharing office space with another company. Sadly, the other company consists mostly of "Sue"'s father, brother and sister, so I'm rather surrounded by family dynamics.

But today, when I went into the kitchen to see if anyone's eaten any more of my cheese, there's this cake on the cutting board in front of the toaster oven. In front of the cake there's a Post-It note with:

EAT ME

PLEASE!!!

(Not quite as creative as some of the notes posted at http://www.passiveaggressivenotes.com/ )

I saw it and laughed. I poked my head out and asked Sister, "Who's responsible for the note?"

Brother's voice from the other direction: "That's me. You like it?"

Sister's like, "What note?"

I go, "You have to see it." So she comes in and takes a look, sampling a few crumbs of the confection.

Without cracking a smile, she deadpans, "It's too dry. You should have made it more moist."