Burger Bye
One of my coworkers left for another job; his last day was Friday. His is a specific job, which not just anyone can do, so the next few weeks...or months...could be interesting. I didn't see him much because he worked in the back building, but I appreciated his humor and hope his new job works out well.
When I left on Friday, I went back there to say goodbye. It was kind of late (though actually early for me for a Friday, because everyone loves working later than normal on Fridays...sigh), so I was expecting everyone to be at their desks back there. Instead, three of the four people were in the break room, sitting around the table, eating lunch. And there was a...particularly beefy smell. I then got asked if I wanted a burger. I'm good, thanks. Then I realized that what I thought was a bag of bread was instead a long bag of frozen burgers, left over from our picnic back in June. And then I noticed the mini George Foreman grill on the table. Oh, my. That made me laugh. Well, at least they had a mini-party for his last day. And while I was there, the fourth worker came up because he could smell the burgers all the way back at his workstation, which is about as far from the break room as you can get. He wasn't hungry, either, but sometimes you just have to find the source of the smell.
When I left on Friday, I went back there to say goodbye. It was kind of late (though actually early for me for a Friday, because everyone loves working later than normal on Fridays...sigh), so I was expecting everyone to be at their desks back there. Instead, three of the four people were in the break room, sitting around the table, eating lunch. And there was a...particularly beefy smell. I then got asked if I wanted a burger. I'm good, thanks. Then I realized that what I thought was a bag of bread was instead a long bag of frozen burgers, left over from our picnic back in June. And then I noticed the mini George Foreman grill on the table. Oh, my. That made me laugh. Well, at least they had a mini-party for his last day. And while I was there, the fourth worker came up because he could smell the burgers all the way back at his workstation, which is about as far from the break room as you can get. He wasn't hungry, either, but sometimes you just have to find the source of the smell.