Um, what do you do when there’s a coworker whose breath always, always reeks like sauteed rat heiny mixed with garlic cloves, 1988 onions and withered broccoli spears?
Especially– especially when they’re loquacious?
I mean, they’re forever the person who’s extremely opinionated, who over explains every detail about every report, file, e-mail and weekend adventure right down to the most minute of exhalations.
I think it’s coworker abuse to open one’s mouth and gnats fly out.
Do you think it could be a medical condition?
Should I anonymously place a tongue scraper on their desk?
A year’s supply of minty gum?
Should I push the water cooler closer to his very desk?
Strategcially place a note of recommendation to a dentist who specializes in mouth funktitude?
I feel sorry for his chin area.
Holding Nose in CubicleVille