On My Second Day Of Non-Office Life I Am Thankful That I No Longer Have To Sit Next To A Guy Who Would Consistently Bring Leftover White Castle For Lunch

A little inside look into the new Barstool Chicago HQ is that we exclusively have hardwired internet.

Yes, you read that right. A major media company’s local branch is operating out of a place that doesn’t have wifi. To be honest I don’t really care…I’m not complaining about it, but this is where the picture comes in. Carl needed my ethernet cable to fix up a blog earlier today so I borrowed him mine which left me browsing along on my phone and somehow I caught a glimpse of this old photo.

Anyways, I sat next to this guy for the better part of a year and he would just pull moves like this on the regular. I’m talking he’d walk in with like 3 baskets full of Olive Garden breadsticks and shit like that. But, nothing would stop me dead in my tracks like White Castle day. Just the scent that would arise right when i would hear the tupperware top pop off would be enough to ruin the rest of my day. I wouldn’t even need to look at it either. The onion meat just streamlines to your nostrils very potently.

It’s also not even like he would bring these in on a Monday either. Because if it was a Monday I wouldn’t approve of it, but I would slightly understand. Maybe he ordered a crave case for Sunday Night Football and lost his bet on the game. Then maybe it was payout day and you were flat broke and tupperwaring some sliders was the only option for lunch. I, personally think starving would be more acceptable, but regardless you know what I’m getting at. The point is he would do this on like Wednesdays so that leaves no room for acceptability.

Remembering shit like this sure makes Whitesoxdave’s dip breath a little more tolerable.