Okay, so Dr. A told us to get rid of some boxes and the first thing that came to mind was "Boxes? Oh, those look like good boxes for moving out..." Then I joke around and tell J that I should just take those boxes since they need to get rid of them anyways. She encourages me to take them and they look pretty clean, so I bring them to my car. On the way to my car we pass by a bunch of people, but that's not the problem (as if this weren't embarrassing enough). As I carry the boxes I run into some guy because I didn't see him. Of course I apologize and continue towards my car. I put the boxes in the back and as I lock the door Dr. A returns from his lunch break, parks a few spots away from my car, and waves at me. Did he see me put the boxes in my car? No. ...at least I don't think so.
We walk back to the lab and he sees that the two largest boxes are gone. "Ohh! Where did those two boxes go? Did you guys get rid of them?" he asks. I look at J and we're both about to burst out laughing, but we manage to tell him that we got rid of them. He wanted us to get rid of the other crap there as well and thus, we needed to know where the dumpster was, so we asked him. He looked confused because he thought that we knew where the dumpster was located due to the fact that the first two boxes were missing. We craftily avoided the topic and he ended up showing us where the dumpster was. Oh man. Too funny, but you might have had to be there. AND NO. I did not immediately climb in and hoard boxes. Don't assume. -_-;
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