Thank God it's Friday?
I didn't even realize today's Friday. I don't even put names to the other days anymore. I only take note of my rest day. And I spent it at home, sleeping. Very unlike me, tsk tsk..
Last Sunday I was the first one to arrive at work, and as I headed upstairs to the office I heard something moving and some hissing sound coming from the fuse box (not the small one, this one is big). I am one to think of the worst things that can happen to me..haha. So I was eyeing my bag all the time when I was up there, thinking that the fuse box is going to start a fire or something :p Then other people started to come and I was a bit calm. Later in the afternoon, the stairs had this funny smell and we just assumed that it was a rat that died in the fuse box.
Come Tuesday, we couldn't quite stand the smell anymore (after scrubbing the stairs from top to bottom) and called around to get people to remove the carcass of the rat or whatever was in there. No one wanted to do it.
Then our neighbor called the authority and got a response. It was on my rest day..Thank God. Wanna know what they found in the fuse box? It was a python that died in there..and it was a big one. That made me scared even more. What if it didn't hide in the fuse box and went upstairs when I was in the office alone?
Then one of the crew just HAD to show me the image of the python..now every time I went upstairs and smell the yucky smell, I get goosebumps all over.