The following is an actual email that I sent out to everyone in our building this morning:

"There appears to be some delicious spinach dip in our refrigerator….oh, what’s that you say? That’s not spinach dip?!?

Unless 106.5 CTQ a science department I was unaware of, or one of you is becoming an apprentice in the fine art of cheese-making, perhaps the offending party would like to remove this Petri Dish of Shame from the community fridge before it grows legs and walks out on its own.

 Y’all might have ruined my taste for spinach dip for the rest of my life."


The owner of this gross item hasn't come forward...not that I'm surprised. Would YOU take responsibility for that disgusting container?! ICK!