what I jokingly called "safety pizza". If we went 60 days without any kind of accident or injury, the boss bought us all pizza. Most of us would eat our fill (and a bit more, TBH <g>) at lunch and then go our merry way. But I had one co-worker who would always load up a plate with 6-8 pieces of pizza to take home. Sometimes he'd do that before anyone had a chance to go back for seconds. Depending on how hungry we were on safety pizza day, there'd either be just a few pieces left over or none, so I thought it a bit rude of this guy--who only had himself to feed at home--to take so much pizza to go.
We also had a supplier who would send us a big tray of chocolate dipped items every Christmas. There was always enough chocolate covered pretzels, peanut clusters or potato chips for everyone to have 4-6 pieces each but inevitably somebody (usually The Mooch) would take a dozen and someone else would have to go without.
