It was late one evening, and, because we were swamped with orders, I was downstairs after hours, pulling orders. I lived right next door to Mike and Debi but it was still a little creepy being alone in the huge building after dark. All of a sudden, the garage door opened. I had heard a crazy man once lived nearby. Had he come back? I was quite alarmed. I quickly and mentally made my plan of action and then headed over to cautiously check things out. Next thing I know I see a laughing Mike around the corner. He was hoping I would walk over to press the button to close the big door so he could jump out and yell. These people! What fun.