Going to work is a given if you live in expensive bay area of California.
But while it may not seem as exciting an idea as say a trip to Disneyland (also in CA) - debatable I know - or say a walk along the beach or enjoying fresh oysters or crab bisque along the shore, there are days when the unexpected happens and you feel elated. At least for a few moments.
Such moments came by today. You see the office I work in had an ant infestation. We have been infested before - rodents of unknown size to stink of something decaying in a forgotten corner. But not ants. Not like this. Armies marching as if to a silent drumbeat, mostly black and no bigger than a grain of rice all moving along the kick plate of the meeting room we occupied in the morning.
Someone went - oooh ants! Another colleague just started giggling after noticing some tickling along her pant leg. Turned out some errant candidates had left the marching line and crawled up a softer surface - that of someone's pants.
This ants in pants scene threw the meeting into a tizzy. Forgotten were client issues for a few moments as everyone in the room opined with their experience with bugs and critters of varying dimension and species. Phobias got discussed as did someone's inability to attack creatures on the ceiling who seemed to have an unfair advantage to us earth dwellers.
After a while of this social banter folks quieted down to refocus on the mundane task at hand - dealing with office politics.
But while it may not seem as exciting an idea as say a trip to Disneyland (also in CA) - debatable I know - or say a walk along the beach or enjoying fresh oysters or crab bisque along the shore, there are days when the unexpected happens and you feel elated. At least for a few moments.
Such moments came by today. You see the office I work in had an ant infestation. We have been infested before - rodents of unknown size to stink of something decaying in a forgotten corner. But not ants. Not like this. Armies marching as if to a silent drumbeat, mostly black and no bigger than a grain of rice all moving along the kick plate of the meeting room we occupied in the morning.
Someone went - oooh ants! Another colleague just started giggling after noticing some tickling along her pant leg. Turned out some errant candidates had left the marching line and crawled up a softer surface - that of someone's pants.
This ants in pants scene threw the meeting into a tizzy. Forgotten were client issues for a few moments as everyone in the room opined with their experience with bugs and critters of varying dimension and species. Phobias got discussed as did someone's inability to attack creatures on the ceiling who seemed to have an unfair advantage to us earth dwellers.
After a while of this social banter folks quieted down to refocus on the mundane task at hand - dealing with office politics.
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