First of All

There are cat eyes that I have just noticed, staring at me from all around my cube. WTF?? I can count 20 pairs of glassy steamy eyes. They want to pounce. Second of all, it is time to perform surgery. I have a pan in one hand to knock out the patient. I have my dull scissors in the other to cut into the patient. I have towels to stop the bleeding. I won't need wax this time because the patient will be surefire unconscious. I have a tape recorder to catch all the sounds on tape. (Later I will edit the yelps and bonks together to make a sound piece) I will drag each patient into the men's room and perform the surgeries in the handicapped stall. I am bringing office supplies with me in a small brown bag too. I am going to implant staples and pencils into people's organs. When they wake up they for sure won't know what's what.