I am glad our company has a deal with the cleaning people that anything left in the fridge on Friday is pitched. Mustard, ketchup and the lie are left alone but after a month or two those are pitched as well.
Speaking of lazy people…
When my husband was getting a divorce he had moved out and his wife remained in the home. She stayed until the utilities were shut off and packed very little of her stuff and moved in with her parents.
After several months and the divorce was over we decided to move in together in the house. All the food that was in the fridge when she left was still in the fridge.
The smell was just unbelieveable. It took a long time to clean out that fridge.
I could not wrap my head around the reason she did not take the food. When the electric was turned off she could have packed all the food up and taken it with her. She was too fucking lazy to pack the food in some bags and carry it across the street. Yes, her parents lived across the street and she was to lazy to take the food with her.
I won’t even go into the dog crap or the poor dog that died in the house.
About a year ago we cleaned out the fridge at work. We found, in the way back, a solid chunk of dairy product in a bottle. It had expired four years earlier, which is before we moved into this building. So, either no one ever cleared out the fridge when we moved in, or someone brought an already year-old bottle of dairy evil with them.
Firstly, Guinastasia, just wanted to say how much we love the science center. I have a “rainy day list” of things to do with my kids on Sundays when it rains: Science Center, Carnegie Museum, Warhol Museum, etc.
Secondly, I have a few work refrigerator stories but they are too disgusting to recount.
Oh, you CANNOT drop a comment into this thread and leave it like that.
(And let me know when you plan on visiting-I could get you in if I’m there, or if not, put your name and willcall and you can just pick it up when you get there)
Thank you for the offer! My refrig story had to do with a rabies suspect case in which the owner found documentation, making the cat’s head no longer needed. But, nobody threw it out. Months later, a technician brought her lunch in a similar appearing plastic bag. Oh my.
As George Carlin said years ago in his “Ice Box Man” sketch, when it goes into the fridge, it’s “I’m saving food!”
Four weeks later, it’s “I’m saving my life!” when you chuck it.
And related to cleaning out the fridge - if you have a blowout in the microwave, please wipe it up! The poor fellow who cleans up around here was scraping away at crusty stuff in the microwave this morning for several minutes. Yes, I realize he’s being paid to clean, but there’s no excuse for being lazy!