I fancy myself a writer. In today’s world I really am just a typer (“typist” sounds too formal and professional) since when I physically use a pen, I can barely understand what my message is.
I can't cope with my co-worker's stinky lunches
My co-worker has the most obnoxious-smelling lunches and always eats at her desk. Most of us are annoyed by it. How do we get her to eat somewhere that's better ventilated so we don't have to gag every day?
Buff-o'nut n' muff: Coconut chocolate muffins
Yes, I came up with that title myself even after several objections from our editors in Canada! I won! Deal with it!
