About a month ago, we had an incident in the office involving a rancid smell in the studio kitchen, and a dead mouse by my coworkers desk. We are infested.
Today, I walk into the studio get set up, put my jacket on my chair, get some water, etc...and then sit down. The head designer, in the mean time, had gotten out if his seat to get something from the printer, gasps and says "Courtney!" and points. I turn around and there is another mouse laying on the carpet. We didn't know if it was dead or alive so he starts throwing bouncy balls at it and it didn't move. So he goes into the other room grabs some plastic bags and goes in to pick it up, and the things starts inching along the floor. So naturally I turned a garbage can upside down and put it over it. Eventually my art director scooped him up and him outside, where we assume he will get eaten by a bird.
How did I not see a mouse by my chair when I came in???
On another note, I bought some delicious concord grapes from the farmers market. They are hands down the best grapes I have ever spent money on. Union Square FTW.