Wait...did you hear that?

If left to my own devices for too long, I’ll start to think up some pretty weird crap. It started at lunch when I decided to venture out amongst the other humans and eat in an eatery. Once seated with my purchase from the eatery, I noticed the man sitting at the next table. I couldn’t help but notice him because he was staring at me. He was staring at me with a furrowed brow. I decided to employ my best anticreep technique and ignore him. After a few more tentative glances upwards, I realized that the glare on his glasses only made it seem as if he was staring at me but he was really staring up into space. Why space? Because that’s where you get the elusive answers to the crosswords that you can’t figure out, one of which he was currently working on.

With that mystery solved, I went back to my hoagie only to spot, with my superior peripheral vision, two young men lurking around the employee’s only door. They were looking to either side of them like the little muppet, Lefty on Sesame Street that was always selling letters. Remember? He wore a trench coat and would ask “Do ya wanna by an O?”. They both then proceeded through the door and down the stairs. I secretly hoped that nothing bad would happen until I finished my cookie. I hate leaving cookies behind. A few minutes later one of them returned with one backpack, one duffel bag, one plastic bag filled with Christmas lights and one jacket. He inspected the lock on the outside of the door. He looked like he was going to shut and lock it, but what about the other guy? Did he bash his head in and leave him for dead down there? Was he now trying to cover up his crimes? No. The second guy came up with the laundry.

Nothing exciting ever happens around here.