So, I brought my lunch in to work. This is not an uncommon event. It consisted of left over dollar sandwiches from one of Lora's catering events, some celery and carrots, and a yogurt. I clock in and go to our break room. I go to the first fridge and it is pretty full. I go to the second fridge and it is pretty full too. I go to the third fridge and there is more space and in goes my food.
At this point I probably should mention that the break room just got a whole new makeover, including new fridges. At lunch time, I grab my lunch to find it is all frozen. The third fridge wasn't a fridge, but a freezer that just happened to look exactly like the other two fridges.
I found out that our HR guy had wondered if this would happen. He did tell me that there was a small sign on the inside of the freezer saying "Hey, dude, I'm a freezer." At least that's what I think it was supposed to say.
All I can say is that celery, once frozen and thawed is pretty droopy!
Ah, break rooms, can't live with them, and can't live without them.
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