I am not a picky eater.  Rarely do I come across food that I don’t like.  Sushi- yum.  Lutefisk- tasty. Guinea pig- not bad.   However, one food I cannot physically endure, can barely even look at, is Cheerios.  Specifically, the smell of Cheerios.  This is nothing new- I have never been able to eat that wretched cereal. In fact, when I was little I used to make my mom brush her teeth before waking me up if she had Cheerios for breakfast because the smell was so nauseating.

Well, by some karmic turn of events, a co-worker just spilled an entire box of Cheerios outside my office.  As they get crunched into the carpet, the smell is slowing wafting under my door.  I may have to file workers’ comp if I get sick.

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