It was a dark and (not)stormy night. The mountains were out and I was walking down the stairs on the outside of the Staff House late last night. I had been doing laundry and I just wanted to fold my laundry so I could hike home. I paused to peer into Marjolein's window and wave Hello. Next thing I know, I'm jerked violently from behind and a struggle ensues. My unknown assailant drags me backwards a few steps and hits me with something. I managed to break free and stumble into the building.
In a moment, Heather appeared out of the shadows holding a vaccum. I asked her why she would do something like that? Why would she hit me with the vacuum? She told me that I was dead.
We're playing an all staff game of Murder. I guess I had forgotten. Every staff/volunteer got a sheet last week detailing the person place and thing required for their murder to take place. Heather's sheet must have said "Kat in the carpark with a vacuum". I can't describe how disorienting it was to be drug violently backwards in the dark and then hit with a hard object. Because the game wasn't anywhere near the front of my consciousness I was utterly confused. And now I'm dead. I didn't even get a chance to walk around suspiciously not trusting anyone. Humph. And! A few people must have 'kitchen pots' as their objects because mine keep disappearing. How am I supposed to cook for 100 people if my pots are gone. Seriously. Maybe the staff just won't eat that night.
In other news: I made a mountain shaped cake for the birthday girl yesterday. Pictures are forthcoming.
Tonight I am off to Delemont. It's independence day festivities or something. I hear I can get a free t-shirt with a Jura Flag on it. Woooooo
3 comments:
Yes, yes, Miami must be looking pretty good right now or at least it sounds safer than the kitchen stairs.
... and that idea about letting the staff go without food - that's a keeper.
aww kat, i'm disappointed in you. I think you should play a ghost and kill ppl that way.
this was hilarious
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