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*hanging head in shame*

My blue collar sensibilities are officially gone. I feel humiliated and ashamed.

While eating my lunch at my desk, a streak of movement came from my left. There, I spotted a rather large mouse running for my door, which was closed. He got stuck in the crack, his tail the only thing I can see. I opened the door, and he immediately ran back towards me. I screamed. He dissapeared.

I screamed because of the sight of a mouse.

I used to be a fucking licensed exterminator, for pete's sake.

I am so ashamed. I feel like my nephew should be looking at me while tsk'ing... ala the old Sylvester cartoons when he couldn't catch the kangaroo/mouse.

I guess this makes me officially a white collar pussy. *shame*


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Feb. 22nd, 2005 11:01 am (UTC)
*first...did you just call yourself a "pussy"....as in Pussy Kat? *Just clarifying

I love how mice get bigger and bigger with each passing moment...*such magical creatures...*

Send him to me...*I will love him and squeeze him and take care of him...*

Thanks George...*
Feb. 22nd, 2005 11:06 am (UTC)
Make that a pussy kat with a white collar...*I'm and now a very confudeled fae...*
Feb. 22nd, 2005 11:08 am (UTC)
ROFLMAO!!!! You can never make fun of me again for hiding from them!!!! MUHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Feb. 22nd, 2005 11:15 am (UTC)
I can still be very cruel to you. Remember this.
Feb. 22nd, 2005 11:42 am (UTC)
:-P if you say so. But you are still afraid of mice heehee
Feb. 23rd, 2005 04:47 am (UTC)
You can't be cruel to me. *Laughs and points finger*.
Feb. 22nd, 2005 11:10 am (UTC)
I shriek when I see mice because they startle me. But I think they are cute, even if they have no place living in my house. Does that make me blue collar? I'm so confused...
Feb. 22nd, 2005 11:19 am (UTC)
Not sure about your collar...but you sure ain't butch! ;)

I won't tell my brother about this one.
Feb. 22nd, 2005 11:20 am (UTC)
Yeah, I thought about telling Dad... then thought again.
Feb. 22nd, 2005 11:22 am (UTC)
I'd keep it a secret my dear.
Feb. 22nd, 2005 08:28 pm (UTC)
Ah... but the real question is:

Will I???

*cue: evil laughter*
Feb. 22nd, 2005 08:33 pm (UTC)
She's Being a Brat!
Hi Phil!! I might have to tell though!
Feb. 22nd, 2005 11:23 am (UTC)
Big girl's blouse!
Feb. 22nd, 2005 11:25 am (UTC)
Heh. I'm pretty butch when it comes to living creatures (as long as they don't jump), and I screamed when I had a mouse in my laundry room. I wasn't afraid of him, it was just that, well, he shouldn't have been there!!

So don't feel too bad. Besides, as I recall, overreacting to critters runs in your family, doesn't it? It's not like you called 911 over a bug or something... ;o)
Feb. 22nd, 2005 04:50 pm (UTC)
*You have not heard of George yet...have you...?
Feb. 22nd, 2005 12:19 pm (UTC)
There are no mice in Manhattan, except maybe in the larger parks. Their turf has been overrun by the rats. When competing for the same niche for survival, the rats will always win over mice. You can tell the difference by the size of the ears. Mice are cute little thngs with large ears. Baby rats are also small but their ears are smaller and the snouts are longer.
And there's never just one baby rat.....
Muuuah hah hah!
Feb. 22nd, 2005 01:18 pm (UTC)
Hey, I breed rats...I think they are WAY cuter and smarter (WAY smarter) than mice.

And yeah, I do need to join in the making fun of the boymeat for screaming like a candy-ass at the sight of a MOUSE.

It's a mouse. It won't hurt you!

Besides, I am sure your dad has an apartment full of toxic-anti-rodent chemicals that you can bring to work tomorrow!
Feb. 22nd, 2005 02:16 pm (UTC)
I like the bug story better. Y'know, the big green scary thing that lived with you for a day or so. :)

Your dad freaked out about the bug too, if I remember correctly, so don't feel too bad.
Feb. 22nd, 2005 02:27 pm (UTC)
As long as you didnt jump up onto your desk and hold your skirt up, you are not a white collar pussy! You didnt do that did you? Did you?
Feb. 22nd, 2005 02:51 pm (UTC)
remind me to tell you about the very alive, very adult rat I once found in my DC townhouse. Ok, maybe not.

time to wear your "Pussy" t-shirt.
Feb. 22nd, 2005 05:22 pm (UTC)
Feb. 22nd, 2005 09:42 pm (UTC)
Sigh I just so see it
Feb. 23rd, 2005 04:13 pm (UTC)
How awful to have an uninvited rodent in your sacred space.
I think I have one of those old pens of your Dad's.
you screamed
And "pussy" is tougher than it's cracked up to be.
Feb. 23rd, 2005 06:11 pm (UTC)
Oh! Oh! Does that mean I get to paddle YOU!!!!

I've got to know.. Was it one of those high pitches girlie screams??
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