Judy G. Russell
October 18th, 2005, 11:58 PM
.... and long-leggedly beasties and things that go THUMP in the night, dear Lord, deliver us..."
So there I am, sitting in my office tonight. The sun is down. It's dark out. Everyone has gone home. Even the streets are mostly clear. And -- all of a sudden -- there is a very loud THUMP on my office window.
So what's so unusual about that, you might ask? After all, someone might have gotten locked out of the building or a kid could have thrown something at the window or...
It's just that, you see, my office is on the fifteenth floor.
I don't know who was more startled, or more frightened ... the bird that flew into the window, or me...
So there I am, sitting in my office tonight. The sun is down. It's dark out. Everyone has gone home. Even the streets are mostly clear. And -- all of a sudden -- there is a very loud THUMP on my office window.
So what's so unusual about that, you might ask? After all, someone might have gotten locked out of the building or a kid could have thrown something at the window or...
It's just that, you see, my office is on the fifteenth floor.
I don't know who was more startled, or more frightened ... the bird that flew into the window, or me...