A Tree Falling in the Forest

There is a security guard in my building that I am going to have to do a better job trying to avoid. She is a little TOO nice to me. I haven’t taken the time to check if she is one of the guards that carries a firearm. I am afraid to look.

I was walking by her guard post the other day and she said something like: “did you remember to bring me that toy?” I have NO idea what she is talking about. I feigned ignorance and bewilderment and she asked again. I made something up about having a bad day to get away quickly. I guess I am going to have to start using another exit.