For the past few weeks, there has been a faint but pervasive smell of sour milk in my office that has been getting stronger day by day. I checked all the trash cans, but nope, no milk. I mentioned this to the office mate (just to make sure I wasn't going crazy and imagining it), and she didn't know what could be causing it either.
This morning, the smell was awful. The office mate and I decided to move the bookshelf that was against one wall. Behind the bookshelf, in the small-ish gap between the back of it and the wall, were two open cartons of milk. Two open cartons of spoiled milk, that had been obviously opened and carefully placed behind the bookshelf*, because there was no sign that those cartons had fallen back there. No spills, just opened cartons of milk.
Again, eeeeeeeewwwwwww.
So we got rid of them and put the bookshelf back. The office is starting to smell better, thank goodness. I still want to soak the floor in bitter orange oil or something, but it's getting better.
* Yes, I'm pretty sure someone deliberately left cartons of milk behind the bookcase to spoil and be smelly. You see, the person who was in the office before me was moved because of office drama and politics, and was rather ... er ... drama-queenish in their personality.
This morning, the smell was awful. The office mate and I decided to move the bookshelf that was against one wall. Behind the bookshelf, in the small-ish gap between the back of it and the wall, were two open cartons of milk. Two open cartons of spoiled milk, that had been obviously opened and carefully placed behind the bookshelf*, because there was no sign that those cartons had fallen back there. No spills, just opened cartons of milk.
Again, eeeeeeeewwwwwww.
So we got rid of them and put the bookshelf back. The office is starting to smell better, thank goodness. I still want to soak the floor in bitter orange oil or something, but it's getting better.
* Yes, I'm pretty sure someone deliberately left cartons of milk behind the bookcase to spoil and be smelly. You see, the person who was in the office before me was moved because of office drama and politics, and was rather ... er ... drama-queenish in their personality.