This guy was standing outside my office when I got to work this morning.  As I was logging into my computer, he wandered in and just stood there staring at me.  Eventually it started to make me feel crazy so I shoo'd him out. 

When I came back from the morning training meeting, he was sitting in the chair at my desk.  I tried to ignore him and work, but he was staring at me again.  I let this go for as long as I could stand it, then I decided I really needed to throw him out.  At first he seemed willing to leave, but he kept coming back. 

I don't know what got into me, but I took a swipe at him.  I wasn't really going to hit him.  I just wanted to scare him a bit.  His response?  No lie, he smacked me right in the face.  Now I was pissed.  I swung at him for real and he smacked me again. 

That was it!  As I reached for the wood and brass plaque on the wall with every intention of killing him, he flew out the door, and down the hall.  I guess it's locust season.


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