The scene as I walked in the door:
Coffee. Everywhere. With a few absorbent spill pads thrown into it.
The coffee pot (those pump style pots) was innocently sitting closed on the counter.
So, someone not only can't line up a drip of coffee with a pot, the didn't realize the pot was empty.
This might, might mind you , have been because of the large brown puddle covering most of the floor.
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I'm sorry that you had to clean up someone else's mess yet again, but I bet the break room smelled yummy!
Wow! That's impressive! I can't even manage that on a really good clutzy day!
maybe you need to install a hidden camera
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