A hummingbird. This babe would hum a tune all fuckin’ day long. Drove me outa my mind 'til I got some earphones to drown her out. Eventually she moved to another cubicle.
Aaaah, the strange allure of the office/counter offerings…
In the office where I work, people will bring in everything from half-eaten cakes from their children’s birthday parties (complete with finger marks) to fresh baked breads, from stale long-since-homemade cookies to pounds of fresh zucchini. I work with people who will visit the mailroom several times a day only to see if there is anything available for the taking.
The truth of it is that if I put out a tray of kitty litter, it would be gone within a half an hour.