5. The Gasbag Was A Goner
When I was in a meeting with some people that came up from Netflix, one of the women from sales—who didn’t even need to be there but was often very pushy about getting into meetings and usually got her way—let one rip, and it stunk BAD. It was a relatively small boardroom, and it got quite hot during the winter. So, this normally unpleasant room was now filled with an extremely unpleasant odor.
It was a scent that painted a picture of an abandoned old folks home, where the trash bags of dirty diapers and moldy soft foods were left to sit and rot away in the building. It was a very obvious stench, to say the least, and we all heard it and knew who it came from. However, as mature adults in their place of work, obviously, no one said anything.
The meeting continued until the woman who passed gas, overwhelmed with embarrassment, interrupted the meeting in order to blame the indiscretion on one of the Netflix people. It was extremely awkward, completely derailed the meeting, and I believe even legitimately angered both people from Netflix. She was fired before the Netflix people headed back to LA.