Going out in a Blaze of Glory
Today our microwave at work went out in a blaze of glory. Literally. Luckily the employee who was heating up her lunch stayed next to the microwave and caught it before it could spread. She turned it off and threw a bowl of water on it. Unfortunately, the breakroom is right next to the pharmacy so it smelled like melted plastic all day. Yuck.
Bad Name of the Day: Petey. Not Peter or Pete, but Petey. How is this kid ever going to be taken seriously when he's older?