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April 28, 2005

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It's an Office, It's a Wildlife Refuge

There was a bird in the office last week. I heard something fall over in my office and went to investigate (thinking, who's dumb enough to rob an office in broad daylight?) and saw a bird fluttering around on my floor.

To his credit, my coworker did not assume I was on crack when I told him there was a bird running around the floor of my office.

When catching our avian intruder in a trash can failed, we decided to try corralling it out the window. We forgot that birds have no concept of those vertical stretches of solid air (the stuff us walking apes call glass). Poor guy pretty much knocked himself stupid trying to fly through the upper pane of the window, while the lower one was open.

I have to admit, watching it stagger around like a drunk was a lot more amusing than it should have been.

Once the bird got his second wind, we shooed him out the appropriate part of the window and congratulated ourselves for only being outsmarted for a little while by a creature with a brain half the size of a pea. Then we got to the really fun part of the program.

In our efforts to entice the bird to go where we wanted, we closed all the doors in the office. It turned out that my door was locked. It also turned out that there was no key to my office. It also also turned out that the boss came back to the office as I was futily trying keys in the lock.

The boss decided the only viable option was to break into my office. While I'm familiar with breaking and entering into my own space, since this required damaging (destroying, frankly) the lock I'm kind of glad the guy who pays the rent on the office was the one to do so.

Oddly enough, this doesn't seem to have affected the boss's estimation of my intelligence. I'm not sure whether that's good or bad.

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