Apparently, someone put a hex on the library last week as our department was also hit with bodily fluids.
Lenny is a frequent visitor. Don't quite know what his diagnosis is, but Lenny has some issues but always keeps to himself & other than some muttering & self mutilation, is not a problem. Even when he approached the desk last week, he was quiet with his request for something he could use to wipe off his shirt.
Jack is a new employee but quick on the uptake & saw that the substance on Lenny's shirt was in fact vomit. And since he hadn't come out of the restroom, it was a sure thing that wherever the sickness overtook Lenny, it was in a very public place. Yep, all over the table where he was sitting. And the chair. And a bit on the floor. And the book he had been reading.
Fortunately for us, the janitor was not only on duty but also able to be found & he had the herculean task of cleaning up the mess, not us. And fortunately for me, I was at lunch when all this took place & "only" had to come up with a way to get Lenny back to his place across town (men of the cloth are good to come to the rescue).
Tonight is full moon; I dread what could happen next.
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