Thursday, January 06, 2005


I just spoke to my mom, who told me what happened to her this morning. She was at her office, in the kitchen making coffee, and saw what she thought was a tool from the toolkit on the floor. She reached down and picked it up, realizing too late that it was in fact a mouse trap with a dead mouse hanging off of it. She was alone in the building, she says she screamed for five minutes and then locked herself in her personal office where she discovered mouse poop all over her desk. They say these things happen in threes, so I wonder what rodents my dad will encounter today.


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