The cat ate the bad guy. We use candy for bad guys & the cat smelled "food" hoped up, snagged, and ran. He was very shortly cought & relieved of his prize.

When I worked as a chemist, timers were my best friend. I just need to remember to label when I had more than 1 going at a time.

I get that. I've been home on medical leave since Thanksgiving 🙃. I almost ran away from a Christmas party as soon as I walked in due to a massive amount of people & noise.

Peanut is one of the big allergies. How does any food service company screw that up?