The Iced Coffee Blog

Last night around 9 p.m. I happened to look out the window here by my desk. Just an odd chance that I'd look out at the right time to see a falling meteorite, glowing a bright green as it dizzily danced its way down to the ground somewhere within a block or two of my house. I have to guess that the sagebrush was too damp from the rain that we'd been having since no fire broke out, or that it landed on a street or on clear dirt. Not often do I see such stuff. The last time was in 1998 while I was driving up Highway 50 on my way to work at Caesars Tahoe in the MIS Department. I was going up for a graveyard shift, hit the road around 11 p.m. and hadn't gone more than about a mile up from Highway 395 when one came down on the road just a little ahead of where I was. I'd sure hate to be hit by one of these things.

On to other strangeness...

I'm tempted to say that the Wal*Mart that I work at is haunted but I just can't be sure. It is a brand new store, recently opened only two months ago. During the month before the store opened more stuff went on than has happened lately, but who knows when something will happen again. One night I was watching the front door to make sure that only employees or construction workers came in as we were still setting up the store and stocking the shelves. I was facing the counter of the portrait studio, not thinking of anything when I saw a wispy dark but transparent figure pass by that counter. Enough of a glimpse to determine that whoever or whatever it was wore a long coat or perhaps a long dress. In about the same time it would take anyone to walk the distance from that counter to the front door, the front exit door opened then closed as if someone had gone through it. There was noone but myself anywhere near those doors, either inside or outside the building. I wasn't near enough to the doors to trigger the opening mechanism, besides I was seated behind a table basically being motionless.

Others have seen similar things. There is a sign that hangs above the portrait studio counter that has been seen spinning without any wind to drive it. Others have seen the doors open and close with nobody anywhere around. There have been other sightings of the wispy figure elsewhere in the store. Some have felt as if someone was watching them when noone was around in the back storage areas. A couple of times each week the doors on one of the ice storage machines will start opening and closing rapidly, faster than you or I could open and close them if we tried. Those doors are not easily opened when you want to open them so it's not likely to be some sort of air pressure effect of the cooling system or an effect of any vibration.

The strangest thing that has happened has to do with a pile of fecal material that appeared in one of the aisles. Yes, it was sh*t. There was a big ruckus over that as the assistant managers thought that one of the stockers had done it intentionally. They played the tape, then replayed the tape at normal speed then again at slow speed. The pile appeared on the floor out of nowhere. Nobody was around. They're stumped.

Word has it that the location might have been an old indian burial ground. It definitely was part of the old wild west. Perhaps it still is. Perhaps it is still wild.