At work, we have been warned recently about a mice problem on our floor although no one in my suite has actually seen any evidence. So today I was standing in front of someone’s desk and coworker calmly said “oh, there’s a mouse right there!” whereupon I totally freaked in an embarrassing albeit sort of controlled way only to realize halfway through my freakout that he was kidding. It provided some comic relief although I was more embarrassed than anything but a couple of my coworkers were in tears they were laughing so hard. It reminded me of once when my cat brought in a mouse and let it go in the house and I was literally up on a chair screaming wondering how I got to be such a............GIRL. I really don’t think of myself as being that kind of girl but i guess the evidence speaks for itself. 
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
EEK!! It's a Mouse!
At work, we have been warned recently about a mice problem on our floor although no one in my suite has actually seen any evidence. So today I was standing in front of someone’s desk and coworker calmly said “oh, there’s a mouse right there!” whereupon I totally freaked in an embarrassing albeit sort of controlled way only to realize halfway through my freakout that he was kidding. It provided some comic relief although I was more embarrassed than anything but a couple of my coworkers were in tears they were laughing so hard. It reminded me of once when my cat brought in a mouse and let it go in the house and I was literally up on a chair screaming wondering how I got to be such a............GIRL. I really don’t think of myself as being that kind of girl but i guess the evidence speaks for itself. 
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I can picture you screaming! I saw a mouse when we first moved into our place here but since Mr. Kitty has been on the premises, there have been no sightings. Sounds like your office needs a resident "mouser" cat!
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Well in my defense I didn't actually scream, I was mindful that I was at work and my bosses office was a few feet away but it was a physical and visceral reaction for sure. My eyes got as big as saucers and it was more of a gutteral moan that escaped and my heart was about to jump out of my chest. Awful. I think of it as Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome.....for all the creatures I found in my bedroom growing up. Bats, mice & a flying squirrel once. Lucky I'm as sane as I am.
ReplyDeleteHa! pretty hilarious...hope Anne is reading this!!!
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