Snakes=Not Safe
I was gonna write about something meaning full like how I realized I just can't love anyone right now. Or maybe how I think that having a kind of "spark" is one of the most important things in a relationship....
but then there was the snake.
Yeah, so all ideas for a heart-wrenching, meaningful post went out the door.
I'm not kidding you guys, it was real. And it was real big. And it really saw me half naked!
If you don't know, I live in a house on-campus at
I looked at the door and couldn't figure out what was wrong with it. Knowing that I live on-campus just about anything could have caused a huge black line that was running across the middle of the door (a drunken night of paint-fighting?). Not wanting anything to happen I put my contacts on and go to investigate. I find that this isn't just a long black line on the door...
It was a huge snake!
The snake was hanging out on the pained glass part of the door. It was about 3 feet long and black, I wasn't touching it. I didn't know what to do, so I went back in my room, put more clothes on, and called public safety. Surely this is common seeing as rabbits and chipmunks seemingly walk right up to you on campus all day.
Call is placed to public safety around 1:40. I wait, my other roomie wakes up and we look at the snake more. We wait. We can't go anywhere because we are stuck in the room unless we want to go past the snake. We wait more; note that it is now 2:15 am. The snake looks at us, we take pictures, some people came home and we told them about it. They looked shocked and tried to decide how to capture it. Someone else calls public safety to see where they are and then reports back to us that:
They aren't coming!
"Um, what!?" I say "Clearly this is a safety issue." Public safety wouldn't come because they "didn't have the equipment for snake removal." And we do? Heck, we don't even always have toilet paper.
I now make another, very angry, call to public safety and tell them that we don't have the equipment to remove it either, but we can't just live with a snake in the house.
We wait, continue to try and move the snake, we even get the door open so it hopefully leaves. But nothing. Public Safety finally comes around 2:45 am to tell us they don't know how to move snakes.
While public safety watches, us students not trapped in our rooms try to use the kitchen broom and dust pan to move it. The snake continues to move up on the door, somehow sticking to the glass. Finally, we knock it off and (despite trying to go into the kitchen) goes out the open door.
It doesn't just end there, no there's a toper. Instead of heading towards the woods behind the house, where does it try to go...into our basement! First, I didn't even know the house had a basement, apparently it does but the door is locked (however the girl who lives next to me said that she was just down their today [locks, maybe another safety issue they should address]).
Then the snake started to climb up the side of the house. Eventually we (yeah, meaning students who pay for campus safety services) knocked it off the house and it went into the woods.
The scary thing is that snake had to have been already in the house. See, I closed the door at 1 am when I went to sleep. The snake must have been trying to leave the house after 1 am when it found the door locked so decided to just hang out there for a while.
Where the heck had that snake been!?
So, I finally got to sleep around 3:30 in the morning. It was kinda hard because everywhere I looked I was thinking a snake might jump out at me.
Now I am at work at 8:30. And I have to go to cheer camp to coach my team in a few days. Probably won't be catching up on my sleep anytime soon.
Ok, pictures are coming when I get home!!
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