Community Candy Jar Pigs

OK but please don’t hate me for having a jar of THISon my desk.

I used to have an M&M dispenser that I kept on my desk for my coworkers kids when they visited. Funny thing was, kids must have been there a lot on weekends because between Friday and Monday it got much lighter.

Just wanted to applaud the getting-back-on-topic, AND the brilliant tactic. I got deputized to complain to a coworker about her industrial-strength “perfume”.

(It was patchoulli oil*. Didn’t that get ruled a biohazard after Woodstock?)

I mentioned to her politely that I was having an allergic reaction…and did she think she could use a little less… abruptly, she stood up without a word, picked up a few items and stormed off to another wing of the building. She’s never acknowledged my presence since. But every once in a while, someone I don’t even know will stop by my cube and say “Y’know, now the whole Media Wing smells like patchoulli…”

  • “Pyramid Patchoulli! There was only one joker in L.A. sensitive enough to wear that scent…” --The Adventures of Nick Danger)

How entirely appropriate. :smiley:

Damn, and you’re doing it over at the GB, too!!

Reported for ‘admission of sock-puppetry’!

“Good Afternoon, Mr. Danger. My name is Rocky Rococo.”

Thanks, half-pint. You’ve saved me a lot of investigative work…

After 40 years I can still recite the entire thing. (Remember my wife’s friends’ names? No… but I’ve still got “Come in out of the cornstarch and dry your mukluks by the cellophane” burned into my brain like a mid-80s ATM with a CRT).