OK so I went to a haunted house last night. I'm usually not a fan because they're lame for the most part, but after a substantial amount of brow beating, and a chance of hooking up with a really hot girl, I went. Well to make a long story short, you Vets and LEO know what happens when you startle us. It was an OK experience for a few minutes. More funny than scary. Then there was a part where it got all chaotic and there was a million things going on at once and there was flashing lights and sirens, so I slipped into work mode without even realizing it. The this weiner with all the scary zombie make-up jumps out at me from a dark corner. Well my reflexes took over and I broke his nose and 3 fingers. I was escorted out and of corse the cops were called and they rolled rescue for the guy. I apologized and the guy decided not to press charges. Of course it had to be three of my co-workers that responded. And as soon as they saw me they busted out laughing so bad it took them 35 minutes to take the report.
Nothing came of it except a good as chewing from the chief and absolutely no chance of a date with the girl I mentioned before.
