A guy I used to work next to would sit there and eat this Jamaican jerk chicken dish that would smell remarkably like burning tires. I ended up taking extra long lunch breaks to let the smell dissipate.
And before I moved to my current cubicle, I sat right next to the break room. It was a non-stop olfactory assault. :(
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Date: 2006-04-06 03:03 pm (UTC)A guy I used to work next to would sit there and eat this Jamaican jerk chicken dish that would smell remarkably like burning tires. I ended up taking extra long lunch breaks to let the smell dissipate.
And before I moved to my current cubicle, I sat right next to the break room. It was a non-stop olfactory assault. :(