I was showing clients around my office the other day. We went to the kitchen to get some coffee and noticed a rube-goldberg-like setup with the following items:

  • A plastic chair
  • Tilted against the chair, a small trashcan
  • Laid across the chair and trashcan, with the bulk of its weight in the trashcan, an empty cardboard paper towel tube with peanut butter at the end over the trashcan


"What's that?" asked one of my clients? I looked at it, realized that, oh god it's some kind of homemade mousetrap, and feigned ignorance. It must be those wacky creative types messing around again, right? Who knows what they're thinking. Yes, I blamed the artists. Sorry artists.

I shuffled the clients out of the kitchen.

I asked our IT mananger/office handyman (poor dude) about it later and confirmed. We had mice. Pural. The cleaning folks hade even spied them dancing on someone's desk a few nights earlier.

We did end up getting some no kill traps, and my queries got me a phone call when we caught one of the mice, just to see for myself. Ick!