This workplace thing is turning into a saga. Today’s suprise du jour is a horrible, offensive rotting food smell. I was lazy today and rode the elevator up to our office on the fourth floor, and the smell was in the elevator (but not on the first floor). I thought, “Man, that’s nasty. This’ll teach me not to use the stairs!” Then, the elevator door opened on my floor. And I gagged.
I’m mouth-breathing today, doing my best not to breathe - at all! - through my nose. This is ridiculous.
Update: Someone burned bacon in the microwave. I don’t know what kind of bacon it was - because the smell o’ rot is still permeating the air. But, mystery solved.
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