The Wrong Squid: Smelt, not dealt One my of student employees just stopped by my office. Apparently she had just shown her degree project to one of her professors and it had gone well, so she was very excited and wanted to share the news with someone. She is one of those people that you don't really have discussions with, you sit and listen until she is done. Which is what I did.
Then when she was done, she left.
Then when she left, I smelled a wicked bad fart smell.
Thank you student, for blabbing at me and farting in my office. You are the best.
