He’s such a Beast
You may well be right. Still, wouldn’t that technically be homicide? A trial and prison seems in order.
Damn. I feel sorry for @DocCathode and I feel sorry for the mouse. Both were caught up in an inextricably tragic situation.
We have mice at work. Once, while trying to catch one (for release in the field across the road), a coworker smooshed it between a box and the wall. He seemed a little sad about it.
I’m also mystified by coworkers who can’t understand why the mice keep showing up; during the last incident, I helped an older coworker remove the affected drawer from her desk for cleaning. It had previously been her snack drawer, but she removed the food after the first mouse incident. I realized the panel holding the handle in place was removable, so I grabbed a screwdriver and took it apart…about 1/4" of cracker crumbs and other food debris had built up in the space between the panel and the drawer interior. I showed this to coworker; when I was reassembling her desk, she kept shaking her head and saying that she just couldn’t understand why mice kept visiting that drawer. 
We get mice in my building at work every winter. I use snap traps and keep the problem under control.
Once an employee complained about us killing mice. I bought a relatively expensive repeating live trap. I showed the complainer how to set it and how to release captured mice. It was her thing, so she was responsible for releasing somewhere far away.
She released mice the first few weeks, then kind of forgot about it. One day someone noticed odor. The trap had caught many mice, some of whom starved, others ate the dead. I switched back to snap traps at work.
Anti-rant. Due to my cataracts, non of my calculators are really useful to me any more. But I searched the web and actually found exactly what I needed. Just your basic pocket type calculator, laid out exactly the way you expect, with exactly the functions you expect, no frills to confuse you … and numbers over an inch tall on the screen! Hurrah!
I was so happy I actually sought out the ‘contact me’ info for the page owner to send him a thank you … and discovered he lives IN MY TOWN.
I mean, how often does that happen when you’re searching out a webpage on the WORLD WIDE web, eh?
In the process of putting soap in the apartment complex washer, the soap dispenser tray stuck about 1/4 of the way open. I pulled it with a little extra oomph and the whole plastic tray assembly came out and landed on the floor. The two pieces separated to reveal the inner tray having a serious mildew/mold problem.
I decided to check the trays on the other machines and they all the same issue to one degree or another. I went to the manager’s office to advise her.
Her first reaction was “You took the soap dispensers out? Why did you do that? Now they’re broken!” I assured her that the assemblies were easily removable and could be reinserted without “breaking” them…and that the REAL issue was dealing with the mildew/mold. After a somewhat heated discussion, she said she would look in to dealing with the problem, but still complained that she didn’t know how to open the dispenser trays.
I left the office with half a mind to send the photos to all my neighbors.
Well, that would be the neighborly thing to do !
Saw at least one more mouse today (I spotted either two mice or one mouse at different stages of crossing my apartment). I was on a call and unable to squish it.
Since I had to flee my last apartment due to black mold, every time I think things have hit bottom they get worse somehow.
I think mice are actually a squeak up from black mold. At least all you have to worry about is hantavirus, and they’re cute.
But maybe you should get a cat? Even if it’s a no-pets building, they can hardly object to your having one mammal instead of dozens. A cat is a pretty good deterrent for mice: after a short time, you’ll find they stick to other people’s apartments.
I pit my local supermarket’s new health kick in their sandwich department. Today they had dozens of sliced-bread sandwiches, and all of them were multi-grain. Blech!!! 
There is something almost magical about tuna salad on white, especially when combined with tomato soup or, as is usual in my case, with a Caesar.
Fortunately their subs are still made with proper white sub buns.
I’m not really a cat type (see avatar) but I suspect they would need to get a cat that was a motivated hunter. In my limited experience, cats are a lot like humans – many are lazy and/or incompetent! 
That is directly proportional to how well the cats are fed—a little easier to control for an indoor-only cat. More importantly, in an apartment situation, the mice don’t have to know that the cat is lazy. They only have to know that the crumbs in 2A are guarded by a cat, and the crumbs in 2B are not.
I accidentally left my facial soap at ex’s and hes refusing to reply to my queries. No, I cannot afford to buy another one.
Don’t do it! His actions just scream ‘violent man-child’. Do without, buy more when you can.
I guess he’s just trying to prove that dumping him was the right thing to do.
I decided to block his number. Good advice, both of you.
Humph, I’ll throw in a pit for freaking buffalo chicken obsession. Every damn thing is buffalo chicken or some other overly spicy thing. I went to the store I work at twice to find a nice chicken wrap; both times all they had was, yep, buffalo. I found out the next day that all they have in chicken wraps now is buffalo. Yuk.
Cats: Just have a mouse run in front of the average cat. My cat from 20 plus years ago was a pretty laid back cat, but he spotted a rat in my old farm house living room. In a split second he was off my lap, behind then under the couch, under the coffee table and had that nasty thing by the back of the neck, and it was dead. I had some pretty impressive claw marks on my legs. It didn’t take my uninvited guests to realize it was a death sentence to come anywhere the cats roamed and they quit showing up.
Yeah, I used to love buffalo chicken, but for medical reasons I practically can’t even sniff anything spicy anymore. So I share your Pitting here. There’s too much of this everywhere. It’s like…. Great menu, I have 2 things I can pick between.
My sympathies. It isn’t a medical thing for me, but I just don’t like really hot spicy food. I particularly don’t like buffalo chicken. I want my chicken with ranch or ceasar, or a sweet bbq. I’ve gotten so disgusted with the obsession with ridiculously hot spice that is functionally inedible, but people will eat it to prove something. Those stupid ghost pepper chips for instance.
SO glad I’m not the only one who wants to taste something other than pain! I confess to being a bit of a spice wimp, and cannot handle “flaming hot” chips, which are about all some mini-marts in my area will offer.