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One time, a coworker brought a crockpot to work and slow-cooked a pot roast under her desk. She added the veggies midday like it was totally normal. By the afternoon, the whole office smelled like Sunday dinner—and I was so hungry I could’ve gnawed my own arm off.
I’ve been in HR for over 25 years, and just when I think I’ve heard it all… someone proves me wrong.
I want your story.
I’m collecting stories: hilarious, chaotic, cringey, or just plain unbelievable. This is for a project I’m working on, and yes, you can stay anonymous.
Feel free to share your story; I will keep it anonymous if you'd like, but we must keep it real.
- Ann Walsh, SPHR
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