This could qualify as a brain burp, so I guess it could go here. This happened when I was a freshman in high school oh so many many moons ago. I had Study Hall during 3rd period and at my school, it was held in the cafeteria.
The 1st day back from winter break, I was sitting in study hall working on an paper I had to write (What kind of sadistic teacher assigns a aper the first day back???) when I looked up to find out what all of the commotion was. The cafeteria ladies were chasing this small cat around the dining room with brooms, trying to get it outside.
The cat jumped up into the window sill behind my table so I stood up, picked it up and started walking towards the door. At some point between my table and the doors, the cat whipped it's head around and bit into my wrist.
I get the cat over to the door and there's a janitor holding the it open.
Janitor: Thanks. You can put it down now.
Me: It bit me.
Janitor: So put it down.
Me: It. Bit. Me.
Janitor: Put it down so it doesn't bite you again.
Me: <sigh>OK <Puts the cat down and watches as it runs off>
Janitor: Why are you bleeding?
Me: IT BIT ME!
They searched for the cat but never found it. As a result, I had to get rabies shots. The first 2 were in the ass cheeks (It hurts more than it sounds, believe me) and the remaining 5 were in the biceps. The school officials were so worried hat my parents were going to sue that they were bending over backwards offering anything, and just about everything, before my parents could even ask.
I'm glad I let the cat go though. Would've hated to know it was killed so they could test it.
CH
The 1st day back from winter break, I was sitting in study hall working on an paper I had to write (What kind of sadistic teacher assigns a aper the first day back???) when I looked up to find out what all of the commotion was. The cafeteria ladies were chasing this small cat around the dining room with brooms, trying to get it outside.
The cat jumped up into the window sill behind my table so I stood up, picked it up and started walking towards the door. At some point between my table and the doors, the cat whipped it's head around and bit into my wrist.
I get the cat over to the door and there's a janitor holding the it open.
Janitor: Thanks. You can put it down now.
Me: It bit me.
Janitor: So put it down.
Me: It. Bit. Me.
Janitor: Put it down so it doesn't bite you again.
Me: <sigh>OK <Puts the cat down and watches as it runs off>
Janitor: Why are you bleeding?
Me: IT BIT ME!
They searched for the cat but never found it. As a result, I had to get rabies shots. The first 2 were in the ass cheeks (It hurts more than it sounds, believe me) and the remaining 5 were in the biceps. The school officials were so worried hat my parents were going to sue that they were bending over backwards offering anything, and just about everything, before my parents could even ask.
I'm glad I let the cat go though. Would've hated to know it was killed so they could test it.
CH


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