Today was supposed to be an easy day at work, just inventory inspection and receiving some ambient samples. The samples labeled 'wet tissue' on the manifest turned out to be mice heat-sealed into bags of formaldhyde.
I had to open the boxes for all of them and count them. Ick.
When I got home, I bought myself a bar of Lindt chocolate as consolation. Because after that, I deserve a treat and there is no good cupcakery near me.
I had to open the boxes for all of them and count them. Ick.
When I got home, I bought myself a bar of Lindt chocolate as consolation. Because after that, I deserve a treat and there is no good cupcakery near me.
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OTOH, I think I'd take neatly bagged dead mice over the one running around inside the storage closet stuffing corn into things and peeing on a month's worth of laundry that I just dealt with.
Definitely a day that calls for good chocolate, tho.
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I spent a couple of months this summer sampling mouse, ah, excrement. I think yours is grosser. D: