Late Night Snack Mishap...

So here’s this thing that happened at work last night... It was late, around 2 AM or so, and the bar was finally quiet. Usually, it's a relief to wind down after pouring countless drinks all evening. But tonight, I got hungry for some snacks. There are usually crackers and cheese in the kitchen, but those were gone, likely consumed by an earlier shift that had a few too many... Anyway, so I decided to sneak into the fridge where we keep some leftover food for staff breaks. No big deal right? Just one sandwich... The thing is, there’s this older gentleman who works nights at the bar. His name’s Bill and he’s pretty strict about his rules, no snacking while working. So naturally, as I’m rummaging around quietly in the dark... I heard him come out of the back room with a flashlight in hand. My heart dropped because there was no way I could explain this away... Thankfully, all that came from Bill was some vague warning about food safety and hygiene. But now every time I look at that fridge, I feel like someone’s watching me. And it just seems silly because, honestly, what is one sandwich going to do? But rules are rules, right?...