Charlie brings lunch from home that his mom made for dinner the night before. He does this about every day. The funny thing is that he eats it as a snack all morning long and then has to go out to get lunch. Well, he used to eat it in his office, but the other three people said the smell was really makin them ill, so now he brings it over to my cubicle and stuffs his head full of this food about every hour or so. Its freaky and I hate to watch him eat. Today he had this ugly brown boiled egg thing. It looked rotten to me...
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