Some days just require their own blog entry and this is most definitely one of those days...er nights. I just spent all night at work in the hotel dealing with a very crazy lady who even admitted on different occasions that she has been in and out of mental hospitals. Thank freaking God she is a sleep at the moment as I really can't take having to "check out" another suspicious looking car (including my own) in the parking lot.
So it all started with the Attack of the Gopher. I got into work and shortly there after my co-worker and I heard screams coming from outside so naturally we run out there to check on it. There is a woman standing on the deck table (thankfully it's a stone table) screaming bloody murder pointing a you guessed it a tiny lil' gopher who was staining her down. I kicked it "gently" (STFUPETA!) back on to the grassy area so that it could escape into the night and we managed to calm the lady down.
At that point I just knew that it was going to be one of THOSE nights and sure enough the crazy lady didn't disapoint. About an hour later after she had watched some news and told me that one of the girls had kept her ID that she believed she knew what happened to the little boy who has gone missig since this weekend. Apparently her secret agent undercover police officer for of all things the Food and Drug agency husband has a grudge against Mexicans and killed or did worse to the lil' Boy and while she's telling me all this she askes me what I would do and I told her to call crime stopprs and report it.
My BS detectors were not going off just yet but it didn't take long for them to go off once the other stuff came rolling in. After the conversation with Crime Stoppers and they told her pretty much that there was no way her husband could be involved she came back a bit later with a paper from the other day and told me that she definitely thought that her husband had killed the border agent that was killed recently and when I told her they had caught or were looking for six illegals she said that he had probably paid those guys off to kill that agent since her husband hated Mexicans and Blacks and was not only a secret agent (the real 007 infact) but a member of the Aryan nation.
At that point my BS detectors where pegged well into the "you're so full of shit" and I stopped believing any thing she said and was busy folding laundry trying to igore her at that point. It didn't work she went outside to smoke and complained about the bugs attaching her. Then on her second trip out there after I told her not to stand under the lights she came back inside telling me that she smelled dead bodies and that I should check it out and call the cops. So I checked it out and it was only fish dead fishy smell not to be mistaken for dead human remains. So that didn't work for here so she went out the other side to smoke and yet again started pounding on the door killing itty bitty mouths and screaming that she couldn't get back inside. After I got out to her to see why she was kicking the door she told me that some guy was ducking and dodging her trying to do something in the silver car next to the hotel. The only problem is that it was my car and there definitely no one messing around in it. So a bit more about her family and how her husband had either raped or molested everyone in the family. Thankfully after that she headed off to bed and I luckily didn't have to deal with her any more after that but still it was one crazy lady and one crazy night now it's the morning shifts problem and I need to post up an image and head to bed.
