I came into work tonight to be told by the site manager that a group of travellers had moved onto TGI Friday’s car park next door. Apparently they had been yelling insults at the pupils, staff and caretakers all day and that I should extra vigilant when locking up as they broke into the school twice before.
I had no trouble from them, although I did witness them hassling the delivery drivers picking up orders at Pizza Hut.
As I was locking up I started to get worried that they might realise that I was the only person on the property and take it as an opportune time to break in. The more I thought about it, and the more dark corridors I walked along, the more nervous I became and by the time I had locked up my final door I was carrying several weapons and went home 30 minutes early because my brain had convinced me that they were about to attack me in the office.
Isn’t it ridiculous how your mind works some times? Every shadow I was convinced was one of them making their move, every small noise I thought was them scurrying about in the dark.