On another note (as Tad says) I found out yesterday that one of my co-workers is afraid of squirrels! We have a couple of them living in our garden center. They raised a family in our battery room (that’s where we store old, returned car batteries until they can be picked up. We keep some of our garden center supplies in there, too, like our price signs and frost cloth & stuff). Anyway, while I was on my break, this person came to me and told me she was taking a customer outside to see our wheelbarrows and she was just about to step outside when she saw the squirrel and she would not take another step outside. I told her those squirrels are our buddies (I call one of them Rocky, but I can’t tell them apart so I guess I call both of them Rocky). She said, “I don’t need no squirrels for a buddy. No! No way!” I never heard of anyone being afraid of squirrels before, but I guess it takes all kinds of people to make the world.
On another note (as Tad says) I found out yesterday that one of my co-workers is afraid of squirrels! We have a couple of them living in our garden center. They raised a family in our battery room (that’s where we store old, returned car batteries until they can be picked up. We keep some of our garden center supplies in there, too, like our price signs and frost cloth & stuff). Anyway, while I was on my break, this person came to me and told me she was taking a customer outside to see our wheelbarrows and she was just about to step outside when she saw the squirrel and she would not take another step outside. I told her those squirrels are our buddies (I call one of them Rocky, but I can’t tell them apart so I guess I call both of them Rocky). She said, “I don’t need no squirrels for a buddy. No! No way!” I never heard of anyone being afraid of squirrels before, but I guess it takes all kinds of people to make the world.