It always seems to happen when you least expect it…you get buzzed by a bat. That has happened to me twice today and one even decided to visit me in the laundry room yesterday. It all starts in the morning when our cleaning staff heads for the laundry room. They peer around the corner and see how many bats decided to spend the night. Then they come and tell me, based on our code of not alarming guests, how many are in the corner. What exactly is the code? I devised a system of naming the bats in alphabetical order. For example, yesterday we had Martha and Norbert and off in the corner by himself was Ozzie. I will then tell Lynn that Martha, Norbert and Ozzie would like to speak with him. Lynn carefully opens the laundry room door and retrieves some rags and very gingerly, one at a time, removes the bats and puts them into the park next door. Most of the time they remain in the park and go back to sleep. But yesterday Norbert decided to buzz my head…not once but on two separate occasions. Needless to say, I was not happy to see him again. Especially since he hid out under one of our supply closet doors and when I opened the door, he parted my hair. I always thought that bats slept during the day. I guess I need to rethink that one. After about three hours, they must have forgiven us for disturbing their slumber because we didn’t see them the rest of the day…thank God. But there is always tomorrow!