Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Fear at work

So our office building is going under major construction right now. They ripped off the front of the building and so now we have plywood covering the gapping hole. My office is at the front so I have a plywood wall to look at, and they are not fitted together so I have holes between the different sheets, so I get dust floating in and I can kinda see out. Anyways, so not only is this a pain because we can hear everything that's going on outside with the normal road noise and then our construction (It's very hard to work when there is a jackhammer right outside your plywood wall) but we have acquired a new problem....mice. I learned of this problem yesterday during out Monday morning meeting when one of our bosses mentioned that he has found mice poo in his office and that we're going to have pest control come out here. Well today this problem got a lot more personal. I was eating lunch at my desk today, munching away at my sandwich when my eyes wandered over to a pile of napkins that I have accumulated on my desk. Ontop of the napkins were two little mouse poo's. Fear just shot through me. Here I was, I had been at my desk all day touching everything that the mice were probably scampering all over during the night, and now I was eating a sandwich. I don't even want to thing about what that means. Ugh. So I talked to Angela our wonderful receptionist and she told me that I wasn't the only one with problems. With the construction we either disturbed where they were living or are just coming in through the plywood...probably both. So Angela found some disinfectant wipes and I cleaned my desk very well. Now I will be doing this every morning. Oh I'm so grossed out.

2 comments:

Rayna said...

Oh Stef!!

How horrible!! I feel your pain. I wouldn't even have been able to go back to work, so you're pretty brave. Reminds me of a story from my younger (heh) days. I was working at Hallmark and there was this huge bag of loose chocolates in a drawer below the cards. We used it to refill the candy bin on the counter where we charged 25 cents per chocolate. Anyway, one time, I see a bunch of little holes in the bag. "That's odd. Must've just gotten snagged on the drawer." I set about filling the bin when I notice some of the candies looked torn into. I look a little closer, and feel my stomach shift upwards to my throat. There's little gnash-marks from little non-human teeth all over the place. Ohmygosh. It didn't take a genius to realize that this was from where rats had eaten the chocolates and then decided they didn't like it. I was so sickened. And of course then I was convinced that the entire store was just crawling with rats. Eww Eww Eww. Even worse? How many people had I fed rat-chocolate to before I caught the problem? Blech.

Anonymous said...

Ewe gross! Poor both of you...wild rodents aren't very happy (though the cute domestic bunny's and guinnie pigs are great!). My gross food story is...In Georgia they (Father in Law & brother in law) told me that summer brings around ants. Ok I though not a huge deal right? WRONG! They were these big black ants and not just outside...but in the kitchen. One Day Brother in law said "I threw out all the uncanned food because there were ants and I spread poision." Great..not only are there ants (I have a bug-a-phobia) in the house but we have no food. Enough poision we pretty much solved the problem. A few weeks earlier I went to bake cookies and pulled out the unopened bag of brown sugar....it was crawling with dead ants, inside the bag. Needless to say I was traumatized and haven't really done any baking since except packaged mixes and refrigerated cookie dough.

:) Kate