We spend so much time on here bitching and moaning about our frustrations.  Today I wanted to share a funny story. 

I work in an office that abuts a wooded area.  Because of this wooded area, I get to see lots of wildlife.  That wildlife includes, ducks, geese and beautiful peacocks.  We have about seven peacocks that roam around and strut outside the office and in the parking lot.  One day talking to the receptionist,  she tells me about a cougar that’s been hanging out in the parking lot.  

Now I don’t really believe her because cougars,  mountain lions,  and Bob cats are not really fans of people.   And I live in a city with a bunch of people.   The wooded strip is just that a strip of trees between highways.   Also, i think cougars would eat the ducks and pracocks.   So, the likelihood that a cougar is hanging around is slim.

I go on about my business for weeks, forgetting what she said until last night when I am leaving work right at dusk.   I am walking to my car when I hear it.  The rustling in the trees,  too heavy to be a peacock or a duck.  So I start to get worried,  remembering the cougar story.   The rustling is getting louder, I can hear it stalking me.   Making dinner plans out of me.   I start to panic,  fumbling to get in my car,  to safety.   After dropping my phone and keys,  I finally see him.   He is a really fat squirrel.