I have already screamed like a little girl who sees a mouse twice this morning, and it is only 1030. The first time I screamed it was because I actually did see a mouse. Not only did I see a mouse, but it scurried out from under the desk I was sitting at. That scared the crap out of me. We have been having a little bit of mouse problem lately. The rest of the BDE left and moved to a new building on the other side of the airfield, and the legal office is still in the old building. We are the only people left in this big vacant building, and a lot of trash was left behind in the old offices. So the mice are literally coming out of the woodwork. It really isn't good for my heart. I don't mind mice, I even had gerbils when I was a kid. But something about the idea of an Afghan mouse and all the diseases it probably carries, freaks me completely out!
The other scream was from a controlled detonation. I knew it was coming, as they always announce they are about to blow something up so everyone doesn't think that it is another attack. But I blame the mouse for the scream. I was already on edge because of that little critter, so when that went off it also scared the crap out of me.
I think that I have given my paralegal 2 heart attacks this morning from the screams. I can hear the mouse on the other side of my wall in CPT Coy's office. I have to resist the urge to grab the M-16 and start shooting....
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