They Know Me Too Well

They Know Me To WellThis morning when I walked down the main aisle to the mail room to see what exciting things might be in my slot, I spotted a dead palmetto bug, AKA: Big Ol’ Roach, right there on the carpet.

This is not a totally surprising sight, but what usually happens with this sort of incident is that tens of people will walk by the carcass several times a day and not do anything about it. They are always careful not to step on the roach, but will be sure they are looking the other way when passing so as to not be saddled with the responsibility of having to dispose of the body. Sometimes even the “cleaning lady” will waltz pass on her rounds emptying trash cans and not do anything either.

I figured that if this poor bug was going to be lying around all day it deserved a proper bit of roadside memorial, so I took some white strips of Velcro and a push pin and constructed a cross for it.

Within the first half hour of the day I had no less than 4 people ask me if I did that…

One Comment

Comments are closed.