Last Thursday, my team at work decided to partake in a group
outing. The goal was “team building” and earlier in the month we had settled on
laser tag and lunch because who doesn’t want to shoot things at their boss? We
left around noon and went to a place in Mooresville called Joel’s that has
really good Chinese food and sushi. Since we were off the clock, some of my
coworkers had a beer or two and we briefly discussed our next adventure.
Over the previous two or so weeks, the team that sits
directly adjacent to us has been collecting Nerf guns. It wasn’t a problem until
we noticed they were coming in with precision sniper rifles and multi-clip,
barrel-loaded, 90-shot guns that could shoot well over 50 feet. It was time to
suit up and if nothing else, be equipped to defend ourselves. Since the laser
tag place didn’t open until 3:00, we detoured to Target.
And there we were. Thirteen professionals dressed for a
laser-tag battle royale shopping for nerf guns in the Mooresville Target. By
the end of the 45 minute trip, we came away with one sniper rifle, two
semiautomatic 10-shot blasters, a few six shooters, a double-barrel shot gun complete with shells
and a nerf sword. (The sword was for my boss. To explain his logic for this is
another post in itself.) Armed and prepped for battle, we headed to the laser
tag place.
I haven’t played laser tag since I was 10-ish so I was more
than excited. We opted for girls against boys for the first game then planned
to switch it out but the girls called a rematch when we saw how close we were
to beating them the first time. I came in first for the girls in the first game
and beat all the guys except one (my boss’s boss) because he apparently does
this more than once a year. The second game, my vest wasn’t working and I
couldn’t really be shot. Once I figured this out, I launched a suicide mission
and just walked around shooting. I was more or less invincible.
They beat us again but only barely and I came out on top of
everyone thanks to my defective vest. (I only took a little credit for the
victory). We left about 4:30 and I promptly went home and took a nap waking up
only to let my dog out and watch Glee. I then viciously cleaned my apartment in
preparation for my aunts’ arrival and settled for about two hours of sleep.
Thank goodness I had a relaxing weekend ahead of me (sarcasm; see next post).
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