I was at work yesterday, working away when the fire alarm went off. Since there wasn't a drill announced I grabbed my purse and looked to my boss. She looked at me. That was it. We have fire drills from time to time so that everyone knows what to do when there really is an emergency. So what happened? Everyone hustled around asking what to do and no one even inched towards the door. After a few minutes of people saying, "Well I'm not going. I have work to do" and "I'm not leaving. I don't smell any smoke" the fire marshall arrived and shook his head. Around that time the temp came running in and opened the kitchen door. The smell that came out of there was horrible. Rotting corpses would have smelled better. Aparently she 'forgot' about her popcorn and left it in for too long. And by 'too long' I mean ten minutes too long. My coworker said it had turned colors she didn't think popcorn could turn. Ew. We spent the rest of the day with that horrid smell. Everytime I went near the kitchen I felt like hurling.

As we were getting ready to leave another coworker peaked in and made another discovery. The woman used OUR microwave, which was now ruined. Everyone got together to purchase it a while back so we'd have something of our own. At least they're going to replace it. I just walked in this morning and the room still reeks. Needless to say the temp is keeping a low profile. I REAL low one.

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