I was standing in the blending control room writing down my inventories, innocently minding my own business, when VM snuck up behind me and poked me in the side of the neck with, I think, a pen.
This action was rather upsetting to me, as I HATE having my neck touched at all, but that is a post for another day, internet.
Later on, at the end of our shift, I told MH about the neck-poking incident and we got into an incredibly inappropriate but hilarious discussion of what VM could have poked me with, if not a pen, and the logistics thereof.
It wasn't until I walked away from that conversation that I realized we were just a thin wall away from the blending control room. I glanced in and found VM, Beavis, SW and two other blenders there, in easy earshot of the entire thing.
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