Apparently we have some special visitors at my place of employment...and NO, I am not referring to people gazing at the fish ponds in the lobby. We have mice. Little, brown mice.
Six carcasses were found in the vending machine.
During the month of December, the vending machine lady put Junior Mints in the machine. Blessing of blessings since J.M. are one of the few candies that are made at a gluten-free facility. I could consume my body weight in J.M.
My favorite co-worker loves Junior Mints. In December, I convinced him countless times to split a box of Junior Mints with me. He was easily persuaded...especially since I would inquire about the mint snacking after I knew he had worked on a big stressful project. Not really nice...but it worked like a charm. (Wink, wink!)
Well...after learning of the six deceased rodents, we both decided that we are through with the Junior Mints. It's for the best as sugar is not good for your organs and we both are kind of health nuts (Junior Mints aside!).
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