Now... EW! EW! RETCH!
I would have pitched those poor peach-loving arts and their fruity heaven across the office! Pity the coworker that ended up with that in their cubicle...
Gross-out story:
In high school, I did a biology class project when I raised American Chameleons (Anoles). Part of taking care of them was also keeping their food source, mealworms (or crickets), healthy and happy up until their bitter ends. This meant I had to have a big fishbowl full of flour and cut-up potato wedges as their happy home prepared when I dumped in the pet-store-bought mealworms.
One week, I had the flour and potatoes all set in a pristine new bowl, and let it sit for a few days because the anoles were content with their lingering worms.
But the day came to dump in the mealworms into the fishbowl, which had a tight, very fine mesh screen top. I unscrewed it and looked down to find a GIANT BLACK BEETLE scurrying like mad! It was like 3" long!
My mom had a habit of freezing her flour before storing it in an airtight metal canister to kill any potential tag-alongs... so that Thing must have come from the POTATO... hurl-ness... I did not eat a baked potato, potato salad, mashed potatoes, for years.
Just the thought made me nauseated for months...(But there is the irony that I was fine with mealworm handling and raising lizards... go figure!)
