There has been the worst stench in the refrigerator at work all week. Turns out someone spilt milk in there sometime late last week and didn't bother to clean it up. Chumps. Now it's turned all sour and if that doesn't smell akin to small dead animals, I'm not sure what does.

Worse yet, is the fact that when I go to get my lunch, opening the fridge is like opening some tomb of decaying horrors. That stench clings to everything. Yesterday I put my lunch in and I think it got on the bag because back at my desk I couldn't seem to shake it.

This morning I had enough and took the sponge to clean some of it up. God forbid someone else, say the owner, actually try to account for his/her mistake. But I'm sick of almost vomiting when I go for my lunch.

Speaking of the fridge, some new guy has taken to putting an entire case of Diet Coke in there. And not those slim, fridge cases either, the old-skool cardboard tray of tonic. There's barely enough room for everyone else on a normal day. It's almost gone now, but if next week there's a new case, I'm just pulling it (when nobody's looking of course) and putting on the counter. The same counter where if food appears, it's community property.

Mutherfucker, is that fridge just for you?!?

It's probably your milk isn't it?