You know who I mean. Its the guy in the office who can't figure out the popcorn button on the microwave. The one who sticks a bag of popcorn in the ol' breakroom microwave and walks away, only to have it burned beyond consumption. Pretty soon, the smell permeates the office. The stench of burnt popcorn becomes overwhelming. You find yourself choking and have to run for the door to get some air.
Wish you could punch him? Well, now you might have a good reason. Seems the popcorn guy might be endangering your life.
I just hate it when people pop the stuff at work. When it gets burned, I can't breathe. When it's popped right, the smell makes me hungry.
Maybe I'll forward this article on to the Human Resources Department.
Or better yet, OSHA...
Posted by geekchik at March 11, 2004 12:05 PMYou need to move away. Who is in my old cube? That was the best location.
Posted by: James at March 12, 2004 09:37 AMHow about you find a cube in your new office for Sue, rather than your old one?!?!?!?!
Posted by: Xan at March 12, 2004 10:35 AM