I was last man out at the office tonight, so it was up to me to set the alarm. Plink-plink-plink-plink. "Armed. Away. Exit Now." I swung open the big metal door, letting it clang shut behind me.
I wasn't ten feet away when I spotted a fuzzy tail in the grass. "That's an ugly-lookin' squirrel" I thought. A couple steps closer and my heart jumped into my throat. He turned and looked at me nonchalantly. I slammed my entire body against the side of the building. That's no squirrel; that's a baby skunk.
Cue "The Good, The Bad & The Ugly" theme song.
I guess I could have gone back inside the building, but I really, really, really wanted to go home. And in order to get to my car, I would have to pass within 4 feet of PePe.
I would have to run for it.
Running.... bleck.
There's a stand-up routine by comedian Bill Hicks about Yul Brynner and Jim Fixx. Look it up, if you aren't squeamish about profanity. The gist of it is this-- Jim Fixx ran every day of his life, ate tofu, and preached the gospel of clean living. Yul Brynner drank like a fish, smoked his brains out and ran around chasing the opposite sex. They're both dead now. Jim's in his casket with a look like "where did I go wrong?" Yul's in his casket with a sloppy grin on his face.
It boils down to this--I'm a Yul kinda girl.
The skunk waddled toward me and I took off like a shot. Well, in my case, a whiskey shot aged for 40+ years...
Yul lives to fight another day.
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