I was temping once where there was a receptionist I had to work with who was paranoid about people moving her things, and she was sure the place was infested with mice, the fact that no one saw them didn’t seem to put her off. Then when one day she had a bite taken out of one of her sandwiches, that seemed to do it. The next day I had to work around all these traps she’d set up everywhere, and I kept jumping at every thing that moved, she was absolutely determined to catch ‘these evil vermin’ as she called them. But it turned out, one of the lads from the post room had bitten her sandwhich for a laugh…
