This is the time of year when everybody in the office gets sick. I wont begin to bitch about people needing to stay home when they are sick, as I have been a key offender when I have had too much to do. I am not sure if the rash of sickness had anything to do with the lack of action in the kitchen, but for some reason things were quiet and I was not driven into a rage last week.
Maybe things would stay that way.
Or I will find a sink loaded with sponges and Baja Fresh cups. Really? Again? And take a look at the orange sponge. That is a fucking pumpkin seed dried to it like vomit on a bathroom stall. Happy Monday you cretins. At least you did not make a single effort to load the dishwasher.
Yep. That is a pile of "clean" dishes. I would not trust the cleanliness of these dishes even if there was a Bunsen burner held to my genitals. And what is that I spy amongst the pile of shady dishes and discarded Chinese food containers? It is an Edible Arrangements mug. Who is drinking out of an Edible Arrangements mug? A moron. That is who.
Its okay you lazy asses. I will load the dishwasher. Don't lift a finger.
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