#kippersnacks

relating to my 20 year old assistant that gives me enough amo to write on my blog for days and days...

Today she decided to eat Kipper snacks. If you don't know what those are, google them. I'm sitting in my office as I get a giant whiff of probably the most atrocious smell I've witnessed in a good, long while. Where.Is.This.Coming.From. I look out my office door into the main office looking around to see who is the culprit. There she is, eating these canned sardine looking snacks. Hold on, it gets better, not only does she open this god-awful garbage snack in the office where clients are in and out on an hourly basis, but to "prevent" the smell from being even worse she decided to go into the bathroom and open them there. So not only does the entire office smell like rotten fish that people think are a snack now so does the bathroom. I can't escape. It's like I'm being tortured for something I didn't even do.