My First Job 2nd Incident
By this point, several coworkers have experienced minor things but nothing conclusive. Even I was trying to logic away the chair incident. Plus, scary movies teach us that acknowledging the activity gives it power, so it's best to ignore.
Well I can't ignore when in the middle of a shift, one of my good friends/coworkers ask me to go upstairs with her. This area is usually reserved for large birthday parties and camps so i grab some cleaning supplies to help her out. She brings me past the other tables and points at one.
"What does that look like?" I can see it's a soda spill but I immediately start laughing as I see why she's alarmed. The spill is in the shape of a large hand with very sharp fingertips. The thumb looks deformed but the claws are what made me really stare at it.
"What the hell," I laugh and she starts to laugh too though I know it's a nervous one.
"I couldn't believe it myself" she admitted and took a picture (I regret losing that picture smh).
I try to reason away that someone made that as a prank but a hand in place would create an outline and the lack of residue/streak marks means it wasn't formed. It was like some soda spilled and formed into a perfectly shaped clawed hand.
As we're both still laughing and trying to reason through this, a sudden exhalation of air blows across our necks and we both turn around to look. This table was closest to the wall so of course nothing was there. We look at each other and start shouting "Nope!" "Hell no!" "Not today bitch!"
We rush downstairs and tell the other coworkers who just have to go up and look for themselves. Sometimes you gotta laugh and joke to defuse a potentially scary situation. Of course one of the older guys would say that it's because we were close to the storage area, which was tucked away off to the side at the top of the stairs. Great, now we have a hot spot.
Well I can't ignore when in the middle of a shift, one of my good friends/coworkers ask me to go upstairs with her. This area is usually reserved for large birthday parties and camps so i grab some cleaning supplies to help her out. She brings me past the other tables and points at one.
"What does that look like?" I can see it's a soda spill but I immediately start laughing as I see why she's alarmed. The spill is in the shape of a large hand with very sharp fingertips. The thumb looks deformed but the claws are what made me really stare at it.
"What the hell," I laugh and she starts to laugh too though I know it's a nervous one.
"I couldn't believe it myself" she admitted and took a picture (I regret losing that picture smh).
I try to reason away that someone made that as a prank but a hand in place would create an outline and the lack of residue/streak marks means it wasn't formed. It was like some soda spilled and formed into a perfectly shaped clawed hand.
As we're both still laughing and trying to reason through this, a sudden exhalation of air blows across our necks and we both turn around to look. This table was closest to the wall so of course nothing was there. We look at each other and start shouting "Nope!" "Hell no!" "Not today bitch!"
We rush downstairs and tell the other coworkers who just have to go up and look for themselves. Sometimes you gotta laugh and joke to defuse a potentially scary situation. Of course one of the older guys would say that it's because we were close to the storage area, which was tucked away off to the side at the top of the stairs. Great, now we have a hot spot.
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