6/24/2004 03:37:06 PM|||Mike|||Alright, who sent us a catfish?

Day before yesterday, {well-known delivery service - let's call it WKDS even though it is know by a shorter acronym} delivered a box to the office, from an office supply place. The woman (let's call her Sheila, which isn't even close to her name) who opens things when they come in came over and told me there was something alive in it. I'm thinking a bug got in the box or something. Anyway, we carried it outside and opened it. Plastic bag inside another plastic bag. The inner bag was the kind you get from the pet shop when you buy a fish. And there was a grey thing moving in it. About 8 inches long.

We asked around the office, nobody had ordered a fish. It wasn't moving real well, so I decided to open the bag to let some oxygen in. Too late - the motion we saw was either the last, or just from moving the box. This is no longer a live catfish.

Sheila's pretty freaked out about the whole situation, although several people reassured her that anybody who meant it in a hostile way would have sent a dead fish, and not so well contained. This fish was clearly supposed to survive the trip, and that's kind of expensive, and nowhere near as obnoxious as an already dead fish. So she investigated. The theory is that the office supply place sent us a box of paper (makes sense, they were supposed to do that, we ordered it) which broke open during shipping, an unrelated shipment consisting of a live catfish also broke open, and the person who tried to clean up the mess got the box contents mixed up.

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