My office has a cockroach problem.
We also have an exterminator. This means that we see a lot of roaches in the halls, but 95% of them are nearly or completely dead. I’ve largely given up trying to convince my coworkers that these feeble husks are not a threat—a cockroach that cannot flip itself right-side-up cannot hurt you either.
Still, I understand that roaches are icky. Also, since I’m rather fond of attention, I don’t mind being the brave soul who picks up dead bugs and throws them away.
In addition to the corpses, we occasionally encounter unpoisoned roaches that present more of a challenge. This past week featured one very, very alive specimen who was dedicated to being as terrifying as possible, and after a quick bout of panic I felt like the Ultimate Warrior Woman.
I think this victory calls for cake.
this? This is why I want to have you as my coworker.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Bret! Does your workplace have cake?
ReplyDeletecongratulations on executing the vile beast.
ReplyDeleteI feel a little bad because I usually usher them outside, but this one employed Advanced Creep Tactics.
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