Now, normally this would go without saying, but I feel you may be one of the handful of people on Hexbear Dot Net (formerly Chapo Dot Chat) who could benefit from this advice:

In the event that the Produce department team start hiding little plastic Army men above the lights, under absolutely no circumstances should you gather up several of them, hack them into little pieces, arrange the pieces in a puddle of ketchup and/or barbecue sauce on a styrofoam plate, put said plate in the breakroom microwave in an attempt to melt the plastic (spoilers: it won't), and then vent the burning styrofoam fumes into the bakery because "it will smell exactly the same in there anyway."

Unless you have something else lined up already; in that case, you do you.