To live like a bee Always searching, for what's honey
So on Saturday, whilst most of our staff was working at the annual car show, our executive assistant was in the office assembling board reports, when she heard someone trying to open the door to the office and saw some vagrant-y looking man just staring at her through the window to the hallway. She got scared and called the police and locked herself in the office, because there was some weird dude just staring at her, in our office building, on a Saturday.
So today, everybody's chugging along, and this volunteer of ours comes into the office all freaked out because she ran into what sounds like the same guy, in the ladies restroom on our floor.
Carrie and Tova saw him flee down the street from the window, while David and Holly took the elevator and I took the stairs to see if he was still lingering about.
It's got everyone rattled, and I understand why, he's not just some homeless dude wanting to take a pee, he's some homeless dude who when looking at a pair of doors clearly labeled for men and women, he chooses to hang out in the ladies room. Who knows what his deal is. All bets are off. But I feel really bad, and I'm glad I didn't bump into him in the stairs or on the creepily empty second floor of our building. Homeless people aren't generally homeless for the fun of it, or because they're lazy. It just makes me sad that there's people out there who need help, and really don't get it, they just get relocated until they crazy themselves to death. I hope he finds greener pastures or something, because I'm going to feel bad when he's getting kicked out of our building into the snow.
So today, everybody's chugging along, and this volunteer of ours comes into the office all freaked out because she ran into what sounds like the same guy, in the ladies restroom on our floor.
Carrie and Tova saw him flee down the street from the window, while David and Holly took the elevator and I took the stairs to see if he was still lingering about.
It's got everyone rattled, and I understand why, he's not just some homeless dude wanting to take a pee, he's some homeless dude who when looking at a pair of doors clearly labeled for men and women, he chooses to hang out in the ladies room. Who knows what his deal is. All bets are off. But I feel really bad, and I'm glad I didn't bump into him in the stairs or on the creepily empty second floor of our building. Homeless people aren't generally homeless for the fun of it, or because they're lazy. It just makes me sad that there's people out there who need help, and really don't get it, they just get relocated until they crazy themselves to death. I hope he finds greener pastures or something, because I'm going to feel bad when he's getting kicked out of our building into the snow.