“Fellows who know all about that sort of thing – dectives and so on – will tell you that the most difficult thing in the world is to get rid of the body…”
- P.G. Wodehouse
So, on Friday we had a majorly important visitor. One of international consequence, influence, and meddling. His security detail/entourage/People were on campus days in advance and had to be herded around the whole university. I had to put together information packets for them detailing our VIP’s time down to minute increments. It was a well-knit, flawless operation.
Until the grounds crew, digging around the Law School, unearthed a large plastic bag of large bones: partial leg bones, ribs, and coccyx.
Cue flashes of Ted Bundy, Jack the Ripper, Dexter, and Hannibal Lecter. As you can imagine, it was a thrilling, suspenseful hour or so until we got an Anthropologist to inspect them (Sidenote: I really think all police departments should be located on university campuses. Think of the treasure trove of experts at your fingertips!).
They turned out to belong to a deer. What a let down.
Nevertheless, the weekend was a welcome event after the excitement. Monday has come way too early.