So, to elaborate on my previous entry where I mentioned randomness at my places of work, I give you the following story:
Saturday, 10 am, H&R Block, all is quiet, a few clients waiting to be seen, a sleepy CSC (thats me) sits at the front desk staring out the window. Outisde (but we'll call it stage left) enter crazy kid, walking by slow with a limp, muttering. Sleepy CSC thinks, hmm hope he's ok. Sleepy CSC decides to do some work to avoid further boredom, five minutes pass, Crazy kid comes back by the window, this time more than a limp, he is literally twitching violently. Crazy kid twitches so much he's now facing us quiet on lookers inside the tax office. Sleepy CSC notices an odd white rope looking thing in Crazy kid's hands. Crazy kid raises his arm and Sleepy CSC realizes that's no rope thats a two foot long snake. Sleepy CSC and her desk chair fly five feet in the other direction.
Crazy reptile kid was back again today, and he had this giant bullfrog in his hands.
Granted, we do have a Pet Store a few doors away, but really... do people actually get to carry those "pets" around not in some kind of case?
No, I'm not a reptile fan, ok. Thank goodness crazy reptile kid hasnt come in to get his taxes done yet...