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Don't Walk Away

So there I was in the cafeteria at work today, enjoying the sweet, salty, pancakey goodness of my sausage and griddle cake sandwich (yeah, that one) and per usual I am eating and writing (at the same time). As I pause to have a sip of coffee, I take a look around and notice a man walking towards me. Now, he doesn't sit at my table but he does go over to the table directly across from me. And no I wasn't checking him out but what he did made me take notice. He walked over to the table and didn't sit down and start eating. Instead, he sat this container near the table and walked away. Just abandoned it!





Maybe it's my interest in criminal justice and emergency management or maybe I've just watched too many movies. Whatever it was made my senses immediately hone in on this container. My mind is running questions in a loop. What's in the container? Why did he leave it? Why did he come all the way into the cafeteria just to drop off this container? Who is he? Did I see an employee badge? If the box was valuable to him, he wouldn't have left it, right? Wait, is it (gulp) dangerous?! A WEAPON!?? The HURT-ALOT-OF-PEOPLE-WHILE-HE-WALKS-AWAY  kind??!?!!! OMG!! I can already see the headlines in the paper...can make out the key words and phrases...device causes massive damage...casualties...who...why...? OMG!!

So I get up, phone in one hand and grabbing my things with the other hand. Why the phone? So I can call it in and report it - I mean that's what they taught us in emergency management classes and OJT. They say it on the intercorms in airports and shopping malls - IF YOU SEE AN UNATTENDED BAG/CONTAINER SAY SOMETHING.

OK phone in hand, getting myself ready to leave (aka RUN) and then he comes back!!! WHY??!! Did he change his mind? Does he want to set it off himself??!!! What's he doing? Is he opening it??!! OMG NO!!! NO DON'T OPEN IT!!! OMG OMG RUN RUN RUN!!! 

I look back (cause I was half way gone by then) and he sits down, takes a deep breath, opens the container...                                                                                                                                                                           brown and yellow floral textile


A SANDWICH?!!! Not a device capable of inflecting massive damage?? Not some chemical or bio-hazardous material? A FRIGGIN' SANDWICH?!!! 

Alright, maybe I need to lay off the conspiracy theory, spy, thriller movies and watch some cartoons...and maybe switch to decaf...
 

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