You ever look at that crack in an elevator where the door slides across between the floor of the building and the elevator? Ever wonder if you could drop something down there? Turns out you can. Namley, my car keys. I was the Jeremy (one of my co-workers) coming back from Burger King when it happened. He laughed and I swore a lot. Thank god Jonathan the maintance dude had nothing better to do than get them.

And for some more yucks, Jean, one of my supervisors, has the worst bug phobia I’ve ever seen in my life. Now I can understand having a fear, but this woman once called the fire department to her house because there was a bee in her kitchen. Yeah.

So Jeremy lost a little bottle of medicine in his pocket and was asking Angela (another supervisor) if she had seen it around. She said no and hoped that no one ran over it and crushed it or something. Hearing “crushed it” Jean says “crush what?” To make a long story short the three of us quickly whipped up a story about how Jeremy lost his pet African Hissing Cockroach (named Norman). Jean spent the rest of the night with her feet up on her garbage can and looking around like something was going to try and eat her.