A day that starts out like this . . . .

I came in to work today, just like any other day, and settled down at my desk with milk and a danish for breakfast.

As I'm opening up my mail program and digging into the day's work load, I glanced at the papers filed vertically beside my computer and I noticed something horrible.

THERE'S A COCKROACH!!!

Ohgodohgodohgodohgod!

I hate roaches. No, more accurately -- I loathe, despise, and abhor roaches. Can't stand them.

So I grabbed the pile of papers, threw the whole stack on the floor, and started jumping up and down on them, hoping to squash the roach in the process.

Then I had to be a *total* girl and get one of the guys to check through the files and make sure that the insect was eradicated. I mean, what if I'd missed and it had jumped out and -- God forbid -- actually LANDED on me?

I know it was a small roach. Possibly a baby. But that makes it even worse . . . because a baby roach means adult roaches! Somewhere else!

I asked my boss to call Environmental Services and have the library exterminated. I'm actually finding myself holding my feet up off the floor, because I'm worried that roaches will try to crawl up my pants legs.

Ewwwwwwwwwwww! Give me a mouse, any day.

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Gakked from Tresca. At least it made me smile!

Because you know . . . a day that starts with a cockroach on your desk just doesn't improve much after that.

You are 12% geek

OK, so maybe you ain't a geek. You do, at least, show a bit of interest in the world around you. Either that, or you have enough of a sense of humor to pick some of the sillier answers on the test. Regardless, you're probably a pretty nifty, well-rounded person who gets along fine with people and can chat with just about anyone without fear of looking stupid or foolish or overly concerned with minutia. God, I hate you.

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