On an increasingly regular basis, a woman in my office comes over to the desk next to mine to give diet and exercise advise to a woman that is easily 50 pounds lighter than her. Not surprisingly, her advice is pseudoscience shit.
Trader Joe's Turkey Chili. Had it for dinner last night when I didn't feel like cooking, I've been eating a hole in the ozone above me for 12 hours and still going strong. Luckily no meetings today because this would clear a room.