During office hurricane preparations last Friday, the community mini-fridge in my cube was mistakenly unplugged. I was the first one here this morning, and when I opened the door to put in my good girl leftover lunch, was greeted with the fetid, green smell of decaying food. Vomitous.
I have always been sensitive to smells, and it’s especially bad in the morning (I have ALWAYS been this way – please, no preggers insinuations). It is taking every bit of self control I have to not ralph all over my keyboard right now.
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3 comments:
Just reading that made me gag.
It was like the remnants of a hurricane that never came. Another good reminder to clean that bitch out every night, and if a 'cane is a comin to leave the door open. If it doesn't, then it won't stink inside. If it does, then that'll be the least of your problems.
I was helping my students clean out stuff in their office last Friday and stuck my hand into a box of old, nasty Halloween decor, including fake spiderwebs. I. HATE. SPIDERS. My gag reflex kicked in and I spent the next five minutes trying really hard not to puke on the floor. Our office is so gross. But it's getting better.
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