As I type this, two of my colleagues are engaged in a grim and terrible contest of words, snorts, and glares. Only the unavailability of gauntlets & sidearms has prevented it from escalating into a monomachy.
What has brought this on? Glad you asked! Coworker A has gotten into the habit of bringing in her dog for company. In theory she is allowed to do this only if she keeps the beast confined to her office; in practice, she only brings the hound in when the Big Boss is away so that she can get away with letting it roam the halls. Today the BB is away, so naturally her dog was wandering about. (Or so I gather: I close my door when I see her dog as a result of a pizza stealing incident a few weeks back.) Anyway, the dog has wandered off; it’s not in the building and has possibly left the grounds. Coworker B apparently saw the dog heading through the door and did not move to stop it, which A thinks was cruel and a betrayal, something only a heartless hater of animals would do.
Happily the sphere of drama has not yet expanded to include me. More as matters develop.