I am working up a truly meaningful and thoughtful post for tomorrow. Possibly one for Thursday too. No promises. My birthday is this Saturday, so I might run up against some pre-birthday laziness later this week.
So today I will entertain you with a series of tweets I posted on Monday about a pack of ants raiding my office.
So I discovered this morning that ants had invaded my workspace.
— Meagen Voss (@AssortedChaos) March 18, 2013
They were skittering over my paperwork, testing the edibility of my phone, and doing a conga line across my keyboard.
— Meagen Voss (@AssortedChaos) March 18, 2013
In my past dealings with ants, I have seen them scurrying out of some hidey-hole you would never expect them to emerge from.
— Meagen Voss (@AssortedChaos) March 18, 2013
But these ants must have feasted on A1 extra bold, because they marched right through the front door.
— Meagen Voss (@AssortedChaos) March 18, 2013
I think they were disappointed that my Satsuma body butter wasn’t real food
— Meagen Voss (@AssortedChaos) March 18, 2013
I was disappointed that I couldn’t get them to type emails for me.
— Meagen Voss (@AssortedChaos) March 18, 2013
Of course, the only thing that would be weirder than dictating one’s own emails would be dictating them to a pack of dancing ants.
— Meagen Voss (@AssortedChaos) March 18, 2013
If you’re curious to know the outcome of all this, an exterminator came by and laid out a bunch of bait traps. The ants became preoccupied with the scrumptious poison in the traps, and I was able to get my work done.
And just because I have nothing better to finish this post with, I present to you, courtesy of the Didigames, the Dancing Ant Game.
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