Uninvited Guest

At some point during the meeting I heard a noise.

I covertly glanced around the room. No one else seemed to have noticed anything out of the ordinary. But there it was again.

We've been having new phones installed, and the sound could have been made by someone pulling a wire through an opening in the next room over.

Or maybe not.

Increasingly convinced that the sound I was hearing was not human in origin, I hosted an internal debate about what to do. I didn't want to interrupt the meeting; what if it was nothing after all? But I felt like I had to do something.

Finally I sent out an email to my colleagues in the next room:

"Could one of you please ask someone from maintenance to stop by my office? I think I have a visitor and it's creeping me out."

No response.

Finally, once we'd all taken notes and thanked each other and finished up our work together, I was alone again in my office.

Well... not quite alone, as it turned out.

I spent some time explaining to this creature the difference between "going green" through recycling and the actual green of the great outdoors, and then, with the help of someone with experience in such things, sent it on its merry way.

What would you have done?

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