aerosol pancakes

Sloppy work. Hector’s pathetic plate of food was still in the staff lounge refrigerator Friday evening. That’s roughly eighty hours later.

Each of Hector Griego’s items is eventually removed by the refrigerator monitor. Yet, a note identifying them as belonging to Hector always results in more clemency than was had by the Vanilla Spiced Rum coffee creamer identified as mine.

Perhaps yet another staff lounge refrigerator persona will have different luck. Someone presumptuous and used to special privileges.
As for yesterday, an expired aerosol can of pancake batter found its way into the staff lounge refrigerator. No identification, no date. After it was already in the fridge, I talked to Nicole and she said that eating expired pancake batter may cause visions. She cited the case of the Salem Witch trials in which young girls ate fermented grain and were driven to wizardry. Well, the damage is already done, and I’m not the one who got us into this mess.