You have to get up pretty early in the morning to freak me out. The guys at work have taken it upon themselves to try to scare the life out of me and they are failing miserably. Another failed attempt happened yesterday. One of the guys found a dead rat on a palate. He put it in a clear baggy and brought it to me. He first had all the guys watching from afar while he brought it to my desk. He expected me to freak out and scream but I did the opposite. I wanted to see it! I was intrigued! Disappointed, he waked away but I followed him because I wanted to see it! I disappointed him terribly.