Especially one that normally lurks in the night and bites people's jugular veins.
As many of you know I started my second rotation yesterday and for this one, the Garbage Disposal is back and we're at the same site. She doesn't have to come in until 0800 while I arrive at 0630. That, however, is not the point of this story. When she arrived this morning she informed me that we have a bat in our apartment. She said she left the back door open while she was getting ready (after sitting down on the kitchen floor and screaming initially) in hopes that Lucifer would fly outside and leave us alone.
Well while I have to be at work earlier, I also get home a few hours earlier... which means I had to check for the bat. I seriously contemplated staying at work until the Garbage Disposal was off so that I wouldn't have to. I entered my apartment as though a serial killer was in here but saw no signs of a bat. I thought/hoped for awhile that the Garbage Disposal was on drugs.
A few hours later after the Garbage Disposal had gotten home from work, she was asleep on the couch and I was in my room reading an article on electrolyte disturbances in adult ICU patients when I noticed a black avian-type creature in the corner of my room. I screamed like the General when realizing that all the "flavor explosions" had been finished. I hid under my covers and called Big Bad to see what to do. He told me to lock it in my room. After I had done that I asked what to do next and he said he just wanted me to stop screaming like a howler monkey in his ear. I got a broom and handed the Garbage Disposal a sheet. We each stood in a corner of the living room and screamed continuously until I was able to get one good hit in on Lucifer. We swept him out in the hallway in an attempt to "bag him" inside the sheet without actually having to feel his body. While this was happening he regained consciousness and the Garbage Disposal dove back into the apartment and slammed the door. So here we are, sitting in our apartment with a very angry, and possibly now mentally retarded bat lurking outside waiting to squeeze back into our lives.
Did you know? Bats can squeeze through a space just 1/4 of an inch wide.
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Hey, that's one animal even WE haven't had yet.
Flippin' hilarious. I would have paid money to watch it all unfold (from outside).
it's an even better story to read about...you don't get as sidetracked when typing
You think it is funny reading, you should have been the one on the other end of the phone call as the bat was flying around over her head. My hearing will never be the same after that high pitched conversation in which there were word at such a pitch that Prada was the only one who could hear them. I struggled to get off the floor of the sprayer cab (very small) so that I could finish spraying.
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