Anyways, so yesterday I had to print something in color so I clicked print and waited for my document to come out. Of course, my printer started making a weird squeaking noise and I could hear the paper getting jammed. Geez, someone probably left some heavy-duty paper in my printer so it was getting stuck. (I can't help that I'm so possessive of my office items.) I yanked the paper tray out and saw tons of mouse poop on top of the paper. Then I realize that the squeaking noise I heard was probably not the wheels in my printer, but a mouse in my printer! Ahhh! What to do now?
I didn't want to look inside for fear of seeing the mouse that I probably just squished. I stood in front of the printer for about three minutes before Anthony came in. I said, "Can you look in my printer? I think there's a mouse stuck in there." He flipped open the back cover and poked around with a flashlight. No mouse. Hmmm....that's weird. I thought I had it figured out.
Anthony was nice enough to clean out my printer and my desk. Back to work.
About an hour later I hear a weird scratching noise. I start looking around and find a chewed up Mr. Goodbar wrapper. Two weeks ago I brought in Halloween candy to share. Luckily mice don't like mini Hershey's bars, but they do love Mr. Goodbars. Obviously there is a mouse in my office, but he's hiding out. The scratching continues and I determine the noise is coming from these rolled-up posters I have in the corner.
At that exact moment, Skyler's dad walks into the office. I tell him what I suspect and he grabs the posters and starts swinging them around the room. Why?! I'm expecting a mouse to come flying out from the posters and hit me. I'm ducking and bobbing all over the place. I yell at him to stop swinging the posters around. Anthony runs back into my office and tells John to stop. Finally John stops.
The two of them realize the mouse has to be under my filing cabinet, right next to where the posters where sitting. They move the cabinet and a mouse darts across the room! I'm up on my desk in less than a second. I'm not scared of mice, but I just don't want one to scurry up my leg. Hilarity ensues! The two of them are running around the room trying to figure out how to trap this mouse. Boxes are flying, furniture is moving, the mouse is sprinting from wall to wall. I'm still up on my desk.
At this moment, a vendor walks into my office. Picture the scene he sees as he walks in! I'm standing on my desk. John and Anthony are building a box fort to divert the mouse outside. This mouse is running around. The vendor must have thought we were crazy. John yells at the vendor, "Move out of the way! We can't get the mouse to go outside if you're blocking the door!"
A few seconds later, they start cheering. The mouse has ran outside! Yeah!
Today is Tuesday. I can't expect something that exciting to happen in the middle of the week.
(P.S. This is not my first mouse encounter. Two years ago Skyler and I had a mouse in our apartment. Read about it here!)
5 comments:
Oh my gosh I loved this post! I laughed for pretty much the entire time, especially when the vendor came in.
Not a bad way to spend a monday. Too bad you can't keep a cat at your office.
Great post and wonderful story. I am glad the mouse left. We have had some weird sounding creature on our roof that only comes out at night. We do not know what it is and I really really hope it is outside and not inside. (It probably is as the roof of my house is vaulted and I don't think there is anything but insulation and a roof above it.
Did the mouse ruin everything you were wearing and ruin your brand new bike? So, all I am saying is it could have been worse.
Funny story. I would have given a dollar to be a fly on the wall.
Don't you just hate wildlife?
PS. I purchased my wetsuit. Its a Blue Seventy Synergy. Tell Skyler.
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