the hunchback of menlo park

I got to work early this morning and was on my way down the hallway to the coffee when some guy walked out in front of me in from the adjoining hall. Older guy, nicely dressed, middle manager type. I followed him for a while at a respectful distance and he glanced back at me nervously in that “are you following me” kind of way.

So of course I did the only sensible thing. I curled my hands up into claws, hunched over, made a face and said “Grr! argh!” And then he looked at me in that “keep the hell away from me, you fruitbat” kind of way and scurried away down the hall.

People here. No sense of humor.