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TIFU by trying to quietly fix the office coffee machine and making everyone think I was stealing from the snack fund

Our office has one of those fancy coffee machines with the pods kept in a little cabinet under it. The coffee is free, but the snacks next to it are honor system, like 75 cents for chips, $1 for a granola bar, that kind of thing.

For some reason the snack money box is also kept in that same cabinet. No idea why. Probably because nobody wants cash just sitting out on the counter.

The cabinet door had been sagging for weeks and scraping against the frame every time someone opened it. I went to grab a pod and it made that awful wood on wood sound again. I had already had fixed something at home in the morning and was feeling productive so I decided to mess with it for two minutes.

I used to fix random stuff at my old job so I thought okay, easy, I’ll tighten the hinge screws and become the quiet office hero.

So I opened the cabinet, moved the snack fund box onto the counter so I could actually reach the hinge, and crouched down with a screwdriver.

Which is exactly when our office manager walked in.

From her point of view, I was crouched under the coffee machine with the cabinet open, coffee pods everywhere, a screwdriver in my hand, and the snack money sitting next to me.

Idk why I panicked and said I can explain which is the worst sentence you can say when you are innocent.

Then I tried to explain too fast and said I moved the money so I could get into the cabinet which also did not help.

Long story short, three people got involved, someone checked the camera, and it showed me walking into the break room with a screwdriver like some kind of budget Ocean’s Eleven idiot. They eventually believed me, especially after seeing the door was actually sagging.

TL;DR tried to fix a sagging coffee pod cabinet at work, moved the snack money out of the way, looked like I was robbing it, now I’m the office break room criminal.

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