So, it's not a big secret that I've experienced things at Alcatraz. It's not a big secret that I experienced things after my dad passed. However, this morning really creeped me out.
I'm at my desk fussing with something and someone it printing a document on the printer behind me. (Networked printer) In my left ear, I hear a woman whisper, "Sorry." I'm thinking it's my one co-worker cause everyone knows how much I HATE it when they come up behind me to get their document. I turned around to say, "It's okay" to find my reflection of me in the window. You guessed it...NO ONE THERE!!!
I tell my other co-worker and she asked who would be stopping by to say hello? The only one I could think of would be our former office manager who passed away almost 3 years ago from Cancer. None of use knew she had it until she passed and she literally spent more time here than at home. Rose (co-worker) said maybe she stopped by to say Merry Christmas. Yeah, that's fine and well but why would you say sorry?
I mentioned it to my mom and she said maybe it was Faith apologizing for leaving us with our new office manager, who yeah, we won't go there! LOL
Definitely enough to give you a case of the creeps for the day.