Someone was eating something, somewhere, in the building that penetrated our little office. To me it smelled like a tuna fish sandwich. It smelled kinda good.
After I awhile my boss asked if we could smell something funny. She walked around the office trying to find the source. She looked for the source of the smell. She finally asked if someone was drinking coffee.
Conclusion: The smell we each smelled was some type of psychological/Freudian/subconscious state-of-mind expressing our inner-desire to consume that specific food product... What that actually concludes to be: I have no idea.
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