Ryan's plan was to shoo the bat out the front door, held open by another brave co-worker, Keegan, who is also my brave immediate supervisor.
But Ryan and his broom only managed to squish the bat, holding him hostage against the wall. The bat squeeled horribly. Brave Ryan ran, Brave Keegan shivered and shook the door and Brave Onlookers high-tailed it back up the stairs.
Meanwhile, the bat hid behind the emergency exit sign above the door. He's still there.
The battle in photos:

Ryan and Keegan descend the stairs to find the bat.

Ryan battles the bat.

I smile bravely for the camera and then run up the stairs as soon as the bat starts squeeling.

Batboy (aka Ryan) ascends the stairs, badly beaten by the bat, but still exuding greatness in his mighty bat-fighting garb.
4 comments:
ITS COMING RIGHT FOR US!
mandy,
do you realize i check this blog every day for a new entry? i'm working 12 hour days and that just shows you how cool your writing is...well not just cuz i like it but you know what i mean. see you thursday and have i had many many many bat experiences i'll have to share them.
love,
stephanie
you stink. stop stinkin' it up!
Mandz, do you remember the ORIGINAL BATBOY?
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