11-08-2009, 11:04 PM
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Join Date: Nov 2007
Posts: 4,807
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Saria I could tell you stories for days. I came to work two times with a dead mouse in the bottom of my desk drawer. The first director got fired and the temporary one they had for a few months was ex military and a neat freak and she made them keep everything spotless so the mice and roaches nearly disappeared. Here came this new director, aforementioned with the cookies and her diggin in her head, and she had her two sons. OMG she would let them eat alllllllllllll over the building, in her office and mind you my desk was outside her office.
I would come to work in the morning with crumbs on my damn keyboard! The building, omg is old, built in 1900 or maybe before. So there are tons of ways for rodents to get in. She would leave food in her office...one day I thought there was dead mouse somewhere cause it smelled that bad. This chick left a sandwich balled up in a plastic bag under her desk for two weeks. I wanted to kick her @$$ cause she knew about the pest problem!! Me and the exterminator saw each other so much we were on a first name basis. She would also leave tons of tupperware containers with old bits of lunch in them around the office.
I didn't eat anything there. Thank goodness my fiance lived nearby and I went to his house for lunch cause it was plain ole nasty there.
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Seriously, you are brave. The sight of a mouse is enough to send me running, or at least jumping ten feet in the air. I am a big old wuss. Hell, even cockroaches freak me out. I remember years ago refusing to sleep in my room because it had rained and a waterbug got in and scurried into my room.
No MAS.
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