meeting called on account of bacon

as mentioned elsewhere, a co-worker and i try to get up and out of our seats a couple times per day. when the weather does not permit going outside, we end up walking down the hallway past the in-house cafe where there’s usually a slight smell of whatever they’re serving that day.


on most occasions, the scent is pleasant enough… sometimes it’s barely even there, and we pass without incident.


other times, they’re preparing a disgusting amount of bacon and it permeates the air with such tenacity that it sticks to everything and we end up walking back stinking of pork.