Liking "Ghost Hunters" Does Not Mean That I Am One

Scene: Friendly Neighborhood Workplace

Time: 3 a.m. or so.

Cast of Characters: Blonde nursing student and Brunette Nurses One and Two.

It should be noted that at work we carry phones to make it easier to answer patient calls in a timely manner. I was assisting a patient who is now known as The Woman I Hope To Be When I Retire. She and I were chatting and eating tiny Twix bars (the patients who feed me treats earn a special place in my heart) when my phone rang. She said something to the effect of "I better let you get back to work" and I bid her farewell to answer the call.

Blondie: "Can I help you?"

Caller: ::silence::

I came out of the room, and Brunette Nurse One was laughing at me.

BN 1: "There isn't even anyone in that room!"

At this point, I decided to be a smart ass. The call light had been switched in a way that required me going into the room to turn it off, and I did. But before I left, the smart ass in me decided to channel my inner "Ghost Hunter". Because I do love me some Steve Gonsalves.

Blondie: "Is there anyone in this room? Would you like to speak with me? Can you show me a sign of your presence?"

The call light turned itself on again.

There was no one in that room except me. Well, no one I could see anyhow.

BN 1 wasn't laughing anymore, and BN 2 looked like she might pee herself.

Whoever said big girls can't move fast has obviously never seen me moving when something has spooked the hell out of me in the early hours of the morning. After I hit the button on the wall that turned tht infernal light off, "vaulting the nurses station" is a pretty accurate description of my exit strategy.

Oh, and I may have flung the words "Get thee behind me, Satan!" over my shoulder as I did my little wind sprint.

Needless to say, a few co-workers have taken to gleefully tormenting me by asking me when I plan on auditioning for "Ghost Hunters".

But hey, they've gotten freaked out by the paranormal, too:



Duuuuude, run! :)