I'm back two weeks and an epic occurence today: The door fell off of the refrigerator in the first floor breakroom.
Yes, FELL OFF!
The refrigerator is only three years old. The door coming off is proof that I work with some really really strong people. Or, they just don't make 'em like they used to.
UPDATE: The door was repaired by 2:00 p.m. Co-worker's leftovers are safe to rot and mold slowly in chilled comfort once again.
|The door is just leaning against the front.|
I was going to pull on it to get a better photo but I am not living a life of danger today.