Sleepy
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My flash story at work:
I worked for a pet wholesaler. My job was working with rodents (mice, rats, gerbils, hedgehogs....you get the picture). I was the only one who worked in this part of the warehouse. Anyway, one day a male co-worker came to my department to give me some assistance. Midway through the day I felt something in my shirt. I was freaking out. I thought one of the loose tarantulas or lizards was on me (we had many of those crawling around). I did not even give my co-worker a chance to figure out what it was. I ripped my shirt off as fast as one of you all can say Disney. It was a mouse. I looked at my co-worker and said "Sorry about that". Of course, he did not mind. I still can't figure out how a mouse got in my shirt. Must have happened when I was leaning over the bin or against the counter. Plenty of loose mice and rats too.
I worked for a pet wholesaler. My job was working with rodents (mice, rats, gerbils, hedgehogs....you get the picture). I was the only one who worked in this part of the warehouse. Anyway, one day a male co-worker came to my department to give me some assistance. Midway through the day I felt something in my shirt. I was freaking out. I thought one of the loose tarantulas or lizards was on me (we had many of those crawling around). I did not even give my co-worker a chance to figure out what it was. I ripped my shirt off as fast as one of you all can say Disney. It was a mouse. I looked at my co-worker and said "Sorry about that". Of course, he did not mind. I still can't figure out how a mouse got in my shirt. Must have happened when I was leaning over the bin or against the counter. Plenty of loose mice and rats too.
"I just can't seem to find this darn nut, could you help?" 
