Hams get emotional over their snacks. This happened to me years ago, in my first job that requires you to sit on your ass all day. As expected, this job attracted a lot of people that could... Or would not want to physically push themselves. We all had our own cubicles and behind me say a older aged ham. She had taken out a chocolate or candy bar of some sort to eat as a snack while sitting at her desk.  At the time there was ruled that food was only allowed in the brea room and not on the main floor. Seems completely logical to me.  There was carpet on the floor, it would be very gross if something got wasted or soiled into the fibers. Plus, it's just rude to the people around you working to disturb the atmosphere with crinkling of food wrappers followed by sounds of someone eating.  Anyway, as the ham lady was scarfing on her candy bar the manger walks by and proceeded to remind her of the rule in the workplace that all food has to be kept and consumed in the break room. Everyone has to follow this rule, it didn't seem anything was out of place when the manger bought it up, but I was wrong. Soon I was started by the outrageous whale song that had burst from her.  I turned around to see her bitching in such a emotional and childish way about how she couldn't even eat a candy bar.  I was baffled how this escalated, it was just a candy bar and not to mention the break room was always available if you wish to finish eating it.  I can't remember everything she was complaining about because my mind was wiped clean and replaced with the image of her bitching loudly with food in her mouth as the ham lady still tried to finish her snack without going to the other room and while speaking.  I'll seriously never forget that site. Later i wondered why it was such a big deal to eat in the break room, it then occurred to me that in order to access the break room you had to walk a flight of stairs.