Last week I was standing in front of C's desk, probably complaining about something, when he made a funny face and said (in a deliberately calm tone) "slowly take two steps to your right". I was practically paralyzed with fear.
As I turned there was a huge black spider dangling from the ceiling right behind where I was standing. C thought it had landed on me. I hyperventilated a little bit.
Not two days later I opened my front door and another - even bigger spider swung inward on its invisible string with the force of the door opening and nearly collided with me.
This morning I walked into the office, past my bosses desk - and I stopped dead. There in the middle of the otherwise empty desk was a clear plastic container containing what appeared to be a cockroach. I was later informed that it was a cricket. The container had generously had holes punched in the top of it to give said bug some air.
The story goes like this - the cricket was keeping said boss up last night, so he caught it, put it safely in a container and stuck it in the garage. The next morning leaving for work, he put said container including the cricket in his car. When he walked into the office he brought it with him, telling one coworker "I brought it from home". Sadly my attempt to photograph the office wildlife failed as one of the law students voiced her disgust at the new mascot and when I went to snap the photo cricket was gone.
