The new bay they have me in upstairs at work is very close to the kitchen/break room. Because of this, the smell of whatever is being cooked in there tends to waft into my edit bay. We only have access to microwave ovens and a toaster oven, so that sort of limits the choices of what's being cooked in there. Thus, it's often the smell of microwave pizza or warmed up Chinese food. As if those weren't enough of an assault on the senses, every day between 9-9:30am, I get the smell of tuna fish blowing through my office. I don't know who the hell it is eating tuna fish for breakfast, but as I'm sure you know, tuna is something that is pretty much only tolerable to smell when you're the one eating it. I've walked into the kitchen to see who it is only to find it empty. Apparently, it takes a few minutes for the smell to make it's way from the kitchen to my office, so who the tuna maker is will probably remain a mystery forever. All I have to say is tuna for breakfast...blech!