Another Day; Another Mouse Turd

Cleaning mouse excrement off my desk has become part of my morning ritual. The manager has called an exterminator, but it seems to have had no effect. I wonder how large the colony of mice is growing to be. Hundreds? Thousands? I work in a large building.

Since I’d prefer not to deal with mice carcasses, I asked a coworker to check the traps under my desk. I have since been labeled phobic and been mocked when in truth I’m not scared of mice, I just disagree with killing animals. The purpose for killing mice is reasonable; mice are restrictive, smelly, and carry diseases. I’d just prefer not to be involved in killing the mice. I would also prefer not to be publicly mocked but the two seem to be mutually exclusive at work.

Another day. Another mouse turd. Another misunderstanding.

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