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My supervisor gets up every morning about 8:45ish, presumably to go upstairs to the break room and nuke his breakfast, and bring it back down to eat at his desk. I don't know what it is he eats, but it's got bacon in it and it's DRIVING ME UP THE WALL because now all I can think of is BACON and my breakfast here of a Power Bar Harvest (double chocolate, natch) and a Diet Dr. Pepper is JUST NOT THE SAME.
I WANT BACON.
I WANT BACON.
