My office is in a building with retail on the bottom floor. In particular, an upscale Mexican restaurant. Every once in awhile (seemingly at random) the vents will get crossed, and my office (and no where else in the building) will fill with the mouthwatering smell of grilled meats. It's really a cruel thing to do to a fat guy. Especially at 10AM.
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