Reminds me of back when I lived in Madison, when I started my first livejournal. I was having an ant problem at the time. This time, at least, it's the library's problem.
There are enormous colonies of little red ants that live outside the library, minding their own business and marching along in pencil-thin columns. I watch them sometimes, intrigued by how closely they follow the scent trails of their fellows. It's kind of cool. Once I even transported an errant ant back outside after I carried it in on my newspaper. But lately, we've been seeing them on the circulation desk. One here, one there.. they've become a bit annoying.
This morning, when I went to check the desk schedule, there were a dozen ants crawling around on the top of the cubicle wall to which said schedule is affixed. Eww. "They got into so-and-so's plants," someone else explained to me. "We're spraying for them now."
Yuk. I went to my desk.. and found a dozen more ants wandering aimlessly around. There is nothing on my desk to attract ants, dammit. Squish squish squish. I used a kleenex on the first few, but after I tossed it I was weaponless -- and not out of ants. Unthinkingly, I squished a few on my fingertip, and then thought, is this gross?. I mean, they're tiny, they don't leave guts or anything, and I suppose for politeness's sake at work I should go get some toilet paper or something but I really didn't think anything of it at the time. Now I'm wondering if I grossed people out.
There's still an ant or two skittering in and out of my keyboard.