More office hijinks
Seriously, people, who needs to be told not to pour soup down the drain? And yet it keeps happening, and I gotta pick peas and carrots out of the drain so I can wash my mug.
It’s hot here in Chicago, and I’ve dressed Finn and Charlie appropriately.
I have a roommate who does that. I’ve lost count of all the rice and vegetables I’ve had to pick out of the drain over the past few months.