Panic in the Mailroom

ā§¨ā§Ļā§§ā§Š
āĻ¸ā§‡
āĻŽā§‚āĻ˛ā§āĻ¯āĻžāĻ‚āĻ•āĻ¨
āĻāĻ‡ āĻŦāĻ¸ā§āĻ¤ā§āĻŸā§‹ āĻ‰āĻĒāĻ˛āĻŦā§āĻ§ āĻ¨āĻšāĻ¯āĻŧ

āĻāĻ‡ āĻšāĻ˛āĻšā§āĻšāĻŋāĻ¤ā§ā§°āĻ–āĻ¨ā§° āĻŦāĻŋāĻˇā§Ÿā§‡

Two Minions are busy at work in the mailroom. One of them, bored, decides to throw a box of expired PX-41 samples into its designated chute.
āĻŽā§‚āĻ˛ā§āĻ¯āĻžāĻ‚āĻ•āĻ¨
āĻ¸ā§‡