One of the saddest feelings at work is when you suspect that you might have post-lunchtime bad breath.  I did not have any confirmation.  No one was shrinking from me in disgust.  I could not smell my own breath.  I just suspected that lunch had bestowed upon me something of a yucky odor cloak.

That’s why I bought myself some Tic Tacs.  Yummy Wintergreen Tic Tacs.  My favorite flavor, all within a little breath freshening capsule of delight.

I tapped a few onto my desk.  Shoveled a few into my mouth.  Crunched a few to great satisfaction.  I felt breath freshening taking place.  Success.

I tapped a few more onto my desk.  Shoved a few more toward my hand and missed one.  What?  Yep.  Tic Tac fail.  I looked around on the floor of my cubicle and my wonderful little green caplet of breath saving power was missing.  Tic Tac sadness.

The only possible explanation was that it had rolled under the cubicle wall and was visiting my cubicle neighbor.  Listening to him on the phone, I waited for him to hang up, prior to launching my investigation.  Hearing the “click” of the phone, I wandered over.  With all the confidence of my Tic Tac infused fresh breath, I inquired about my little green runaway.  Sure enough, resting under my neighbor’s desk was my little green breath saver.  Yep, I was a clumsy cubicle neighbor, but I sure had Wintergreen fresh breath.  Winning, post-lunch style.

Tic Tacs ready for action in a simulated workplace environment.