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Okay, that's just too weird. Today at lunch, while waiting for the microwave to finish zapping my food, I was bored and opened a cabinet that I never opened. It contained some sort of log book. Kind of an odd place for a log book, above a microwave. I kinda wondered what it was, but then the microwave beeped and I didn't look.
3 hours later, I'm out by the break area getting some water. A contractor who come regularly to clean our equipment lab floors (don't ask why we need a contractor to come and clean our floors, it's a long, entirely uninteresting, story) has just arrived. Our facilities guy was there to let him in and tells him, "Don't forget to sign in. My boss asked me for the logs yesterday, so it's a good thing we've been keeping up with them." I bet you can guess where the contractor went to grab the log book to sign in.
Weird.
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