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Jul. 2nd, 2007 02:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
froggy_dearI sissied out and left work early. Some fan or pump or something to do with air circulation failed on Sunday. It happened to be the one that circulated air through the restrooms. Around 9:15 am I started smelling... something... nasty.
You know how you walk past a Port-a-Potty and you catch a whiff of outhouse? Yeah. It was that smell. Maybe not quite as strong as a construction site Port-a-John, but noticeably unpleasant. And I sat in a room in that odor for a few hours, left to eat my lunch, and decided not to return to that. I left with the blessings of my supervisor.
I mean, that kind of thing can't be good for you. Ugh. I'll go in tomorrow and see if it's cleared up.
You know how you walk past a Port-a-Potty and you catch a whiff of outhouse? Yeah. It was that smell. Maybe not quite as strong as a construction site Port-a-John, but noticeably unpleasant. And I sat in a room in that odor for a few hours, left to eat my lunch, and decided not to return to that. I left with the blessings of my supervisor.
I mean, that kind of thing can't be good for you. Ugh. I'll go in tomorrow and see if it's cleared up.