The bitter, acerbic, caustic, mordacious, and just plain
gross aroma that lingers in the enclosed airspace surrounding a poorly abused and neglected microwave—particularly repulsive in a shared office environment. An olfactory scarring, not soon to be forgotten, which
will singe into the memory of all
co-workers the dangers of an unsupervised
bag both to kitchen appliances and to the productivity of an otherwise fully functioning office staff.
Alisa got distracted by a phenomenally interesting cubicle conversation and neglected her microwave snack. The office quickly filled with the dreaded burnt popcorn smell and she felt really
bad about it, but we all had a jolly laugh, lit some candles, and decided to
love her anyway.