Scary Shizz...

I can't believe I keep forgetting to blog about this. So last week I worked the late shift because Jennie was out of town. It was Friday so everyone in the office left early, and our parking lot was empty by the time I closed up. Because of daylight savings it was pitch black outside, and as I made my way towards my car (at the far, isolated area of the lot) I heard an eerie snapping sound. In the spooky glow of the moonlight I saw a man dressed head to toe in black and cracking a whip loudly. How he had gotten through the security gates I can only wonder. The steady snap-snap of his whip was matched by equally steady steps.-heading right towards me. Oh, the last thing I wanted was to get whipped to death by this unknown assailant in front of my place of employment. I tried to convince myself that it was a performer from the O show who had decided to practice outside for a change...but that didn't stop me from hiding behind one of the executives spare cars (a mazaratti, if anyone wanted to know) and sneaking to my car like a coward. Even now, I still don't know who he is or what he was doing...just that I am lucky to have made it out with out recieving a few lashes to remember him by.