they're ferocious beasts at school. if we leave food out--sometimes even wrapped candy--the ants find their way to it within an hour. they form a strong line from the food on the table to god knows where and march march march. they must have the most incredible communication system. "hey, guys! they left some cake out on the table! let's gooooooo!" i swear, at least twice a week we have to clear off the table and toss out a good chunk of food cuz of these blasted little creatures.
this morning we came in and there's a line of ants going down the aisle way between the desks (our office has six rows, four desks in each row, with an aisle going down the middle). i think there were a million ants there this morning, filing from noon's desk in the first row to tahsh's desk in the last row. noon put something scrumptious in her trash can and they must've found it over night. tahsh had nothing aside from papers on her desk, but the ants were determined to find something--anything. the little guys were really determined an hour ago, marching in what looked like pairs all the way down the aisle. but now they're looking distracted--they're breaking into groups and investigating their own situations. people started stomping the floor, but other than looking at the ants and wishing they weren't there, we don't seem to have a good solution to the problem.
lol. now lois is dropping water on them. that's not a real solution, lois.
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