I'd been doing pretty well not talking about the annoying co-worker. I probably could have kept that up had she not just FOGGED me with air freshener. She wasn't going to come in today, yet here she is--and packing Glade.
I'd just heated up leftover salmon and was eating lunch at my desk when she came in, sniffed loudly and made a derisive noise. Queen of the non-verbal Disapproval Sounds, that one.
She slams stuff down on her desk, props the door open, gets the air freshener from the restroom and power sprays. Not her own office, but over the cubicle top into my office. So now there's eu de pukeflower settling in on my person, my lunch, my keyboard and my eyes are starting to burn.
Yes, the smell of fish can become powerful in an enclosed space. Nevertheless, there's a NICE way to deal with your office mate's abundantly scented lunch--and this ain't it.
Riddle me this: why the audible disdain today, whither the fogging today when I ate the exact same thing for lunch YESTERDAY with no such reaction?
End rant. Resume Lenten silence.
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