Office space: monkey invasion

(The shameless invader with a mean right hook)

The other day I was at work, buzzing away when the girl who sits in front of me suddenly exclaimed "Monkey!!" I swiveled around, and sho 'nough one of mankind's cousins had snuck in through the front window. To be more precise, the monkey had entered through the window in the Boss Man's corner office and had strolled on through to the interior of the building, where us worker bees sit. 

That was one damned audacious little primate. Actually, not so little--it was a big effing monkey. Just, you know, sitting there. Watching us work. Hanging out.

(Strolling into the office. Apologies for the blurry photo--I had very little time to snap before Deet attacked!)

Well, immediately Deet, my Buffy t-shirt wearing hero chaiwallah, swung into action, running at the monkey with a long rod he'd pulled from somewhere.  But this monkey wasn't going without a fight. Deet jabbed, the monkey ducked. Deet swung again and again the monkey dodged--this time leaping forward to take a swipe at Deet. I squealed. Deet parried with the rod. The monkey hissed and backed up  into the corner office. Deet, seeing his advantage, again lunged foward. The monkey lept at Deet one more time, but then lost his nerve and ran to the window. One final jab from Deet, and the monkey was through the window--but continued leaping up and banging on the now-closed office window for some time.

Then the monkey decided to hang out on the AC ledge for a while, allowing me ample time to take some photos. The office manager, who apparently felt bad for the monkey having lost its joust, provided him with some quality bananas.  So really, I think all in all everyone was a winner!