First ghosts, then zombies. Great.

The running joke in our office, is that it is haunted. The building is not old or creepy, but it has some quirks that we choose to explain away with a haunting.

We’re pretty sure there is a ghost cat who has taken up residence in the place.

For a time, my phone would randomly call another phone in the office, without being touched. The theory is, the ghost cat walked across the phone and dialed it, because cats like to do stuff like that.

One time, my phone called the office paging system, at two in the morning, on speakerphone. Definitely not the worst thing to call in the wee hours of the morning.

I first learned of the call the next day, when I walked into the office and the speakerphone was projecting the sound of my footprints through all four phones in the office. It was kind of creepy.

After pausing to listen to the weird noise, I figured out what was making the sound and hung up the call. The call was six hours long. Stinkin’ cat.

My phone has not called anyone by itself since we switched it out with a different phone. So, clearly a ghost cat was the cause of the problem.

Occasionally, the ghost cat decides to make its presence known. The other day, there was a falling paper noise. I looked all over the office and couldn’t find what had happened, and neither could my co-worker, Ginna. Just before we walked out the door for the evening, Ginna noticed a rubber band holding a rolled up stack of papers had broken.

Cats. What do you do?

Our office has had another visitor lately, and I venture to say it has overstayed its welcome.

A few months back, I was sitting at my desk, when a fruit fly came floating through. It was clearly not in a rush to go anywhere in particular. I informed the fly that I did not have anything of interest for it and it moved along. A bit later, it was back.

I killed the fruit fly and assumed the issue had been taken care of, since I didn’t see any more of the little guys around. I thought that was strange, since seeing one fruit fly usually means there are more where that came from.

I saw a another fruit fly a few days later and that one bit the dust as well. Poor, little, annoying bug.

Since that time, nearly every day, a single fruit fly makes its presence known and meets its fate.

We have not figured out where it is coming from and never see more than one at a time. Clearly, there is only one explanation. The fruit fly is actually a zombie and it is the same fruit fly. Every. Single. Time.

A co-worker suggested that the fruit flies could be coming from one of the 17 plants in the office, some of which are new additions to the indoors. Nah. That couldn’t be it.

Since we haven’t identified where the flies are coming from, and we never see more than one at a time, the zombie theory stands.

On the bright side, the zombie fly is pretty non-threatening and seems happy making loops around the office.

And when Ginna sees one of the fruit flies, she screams, “Die! Die! Die!” at it. So, we’re super calm about the situation, too.