In 1979, when Hurricane David went through, I had to go to work cause I had just started with the FBI. When I got home at 2:30am, there was a big black square in my bedroom window. I got in to find a note from my parents saying, "Dear Invisible Person, the hurricane blew out your window. It'll be fixed in a couple of days."
Ok, not a problem. However, I got up to the room and saw tha piece of wood sitting in the window and all I could think of were the bees that lived in the wrought-iron eagle that was on the front of the house. All I could think was that it would be waaaaaaay too easy for them to crawl past that piece of the wood and into my room.
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Ok, not a problem. However, I got up to the room and saw tha piece of wood sitting in the window and all I could think of were the bees that lived in the wrought-iron eagle that was on the front of the house. All I could think was that it would be waaaaaaay too easy for them to crawl past that piece of the wood and into my room.
I slept on the couch for 3 days.