So the other day, I noticed a little something in the break room here at the stations when I went to go refill my water mug. 

Probably just like your office, there's a "communal area" in our kitchen/break room. It's a big table that sits right in the middle of the room.  Anything that is meant to be shared with the whole office, whether it's a sign up for a kid's fundraiser, extra apple cobbler, freebies from local businesses, that's where it goes.  Stuff in the fridge, that's meant to be saved to that one person.  But if you put it on the table, you're offering it up to everybody and anybody.

Well, on this particular occasion, I saw this.

Interesting. I like dill pickles (I actually hate sweet pickles, but that's neither here nor there) and I like popcorn. I haven't been able to have it much lately for the last couple of years, because Husbando can't eat it.  Very rarely do I buy (I'm the one that goes grocery shopping) anything that goes into our house that Husbando can't eat.  Sure, I'll cave every now and then and get a little treat, but for 98% of the time, if he can't have it, I don't buy it.

So I thought, well, here's a rare occasion where I can try something new, eat popcorn, and not tempt Husbando with foods his doctor says he can't have.  So I got a little mug and took some to my office to give it a try.

The initial impression was positive. It smelled like dill, and I could see little green flecks amongst the kernels.  Seemed alright.  Then, I tried a couple pieces.  I don't know where they went wrong, but they went WRONG.  The regret emanating from my person could probably been seen on radar from Whiteman.  It was sour, and not in a good way. It was sour in a way that could probably be used to get a confession out of a street thug on a bad cable cop show.  It wasn't so much that it was like a dill pickle as it was a manifestation come to life of every bad decision I have ever made.

Don't get me wrong, I know Clancy's - they're a good brand that Aldi uses and I go there quite a bit as opposed to the People's Republic of Walton.  They do other good stuff.  But.... this was just a bad call that went through WAY too many people. Someone should have caught this mistake much sooner and just put it out of its misery.  And then I realized...that's why it was on the table in the kitchen.  Someone had bought it, tried it, and experienced my same level of NOPE.  So, lesson learned.  While donuts, breadsticks, and leftover Easter candy  might be a safe bet when it comes to the breakroom freebies... maybe err in the side of caution when presented with a full bag of something experimental.

Do you have a "freebie" area at your work?  Has there been anything you've bought lately "just to try it" that turned out terrible? Or did it come out great?

Picklingly yours,
Behka

LOOK: Here are copycat recipes from 20 of the most popular fast food restaurants in America