Sometimes you have to do whay you have to do
This week I had to do something I never had to do before and hopefully something I will never have to do again.
On Monday one of my co-workers noticed mouse leavings on his desk. He had left wrapped muffin out the Friday before. That day an exterminator cam around and put out sticky traps. I became concerned and asked him if the animals could be saved if they were found alive. He said once they are stuck in the traps there was no saving them.
On Tuesday morning I was first to arive and sure enough there was a mouse in one of the traps in my cubical. I thought it was dead so I put the trap in the trash but it made me upset. About 20 minutes later others began ariving and I let them know that a mouse was cought. One of the others looked at the trap and said the mouse was still alive. That freeked me out and I told him to take it away. It was not a gross out thing but I could not stand the thought that that poor thing was suffering in that trap. We all went to strech and the mouse was discussed by all and was a subject of amusement by all but me. I was becoming quite ill at the though of that mouse suffering up stairs. I said it needed to be killed but no one was stepping up so I decided I had to do it. I couldn't let it suffer any longer. I went up, took the trap to the bathroom. I looked the little critter in the eye and apologized, folded the trap in half, put it on the floor and stomped on it three times. It made me sick and I was horified. I put the trap back into the trash can and returned to my cubical and begged god for Forgiveness! Everyone was quite amuzed at the demize of the mouse but all I wanted to do was cry and I am a 47 year old man. Anyways, we had a meeting to go to and I started to go when one of my co-workers sidled up to me and sayed hey killer. At that I did a 180 and ran for the lab where I did cry. I finally got control of my self and went to the meeting. It was a very rough day. Even writing about it now still hurts.