My office is infested with birds

Oy.

I work at a publishing house, and often we have to come in on weekends for overtime.

Three of us were in the department today when we heard the sound of wings flying over our cubicles. It turns out there’s AT LEAST three birds in here. Braver souls than I caught them and relocated them outside, but we can still hear rustling in some of the offices and in the suspended ceiling.

The company’s been replacing the HVAC system and doing other repairs, and part of that means that the suspended ceiling we have has tiles missing here and there. We think that’s where the birds are getting in. I know it’s where the 2-inch spider that landed in my hair last week came from.

However, if they can get in, what about bats? Rats? Mice? Squirrels? It’s aggressive Canada goose season here, too–I can’t wait to see what’ll happen if one of them finds its way in.

Don’t get me wrong–I love animals. But it’s creepy to be one of 3 or 4 people in the office and constantly hear every rustle or chirp that occurs. I have to come in tomorrow, too, when there’ll be even fewer people around.

Monday should be a lot of fun, when the maintenance guys are slogging through here trying to catch the local fauna.

Is West Nile virus covered by worker’s comp?

I’m really sorry for you. I think I can empathize with this one since I woke up about a week ago to find a dead robin on my bathroom floor. I should probably mention that not only was this bird extremely dead, it’s head was also most definitely missing. The cats were quite proud of themselves but refused to tell me where the head was. I’m really not looking forward to finding it at some later date.
-Lil

Is this the thread where “birds” is the code word for “idiots”…'cause, if it is, then my office is infested with “birds”.

:slight_smile:

In fourth grade, my teacher caught a pigeon in the building with his bare hands. He carried it around to every classroom in the building and surprised the other teachers with it, which always got some laughter from the kids. We never found out how it got into the building in the first place, though.

Palandine,

That’s what happens when the company assigns you to a branch office.

I’ve seen John Woo movies, so I know what this means. Come Monday, you’ll have a huge gunfight around the office, but boy will it be balletic. Unless, of course, water starts dripping towards the ceiling, in which case Gabriel Byrne will turn up in a dog collar and strart taking pitures. Take your pick.