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So, apparently last night the custodial staff did a thorough sweep of the kitchen and swept all the stray hair into a pile (why so much stray hair?) and then forgot to scoop it up. Which explains why when I walked into the kitchen this morning I stepped in a GIANT PILE OF HAIR.

I emerged from my trauma, complaining, and my coworker turned to me and said "Ah yes...the tumbleweave."

I have not stopped laughing since.