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Damn you people who have things like breaks and special rooms to go to for them.
We have a small area in the office where the Shrine to the Goddess Caffeina is located, along with a small refrigerator and very micro microwave. There is no sink. We have to use the bathroom sink for things like washing the mugs, and since we're having to constantly wash our hands, nothing gets left in the sink.
One of the midnight guys is obsessive compulsive and loves the smell of Formula 409. He is in charge of policing the coffee area, wiping up spills and suchlike, and is the only person in the office who become frustrated enough by the frost buildup in the fridge to do anything about it. Even then, it does often get left until things reach the point where you can't close the fridge door anymore.
We will all die of massive mold infections if he ever retires.
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