Since my old office-mate moved out in a huff and a hurry, I'm still getting to know the new office-mate.
I really shouldn't have bought that bag of chestnuts, they give me gas as if a dog's done its business in my pants.
Yesterday I left the office for a couple of minutes, and on returning I found the office-mate standing with his head out the open window.
I could have apologized but I just brassed it out. With a bit of luck he would think I assumed the smell was him.