I love my co-worker, Kate. She's a good nurse and a hard worker and she makes it fun to come to work. Last year I learned something about her that I never knew. She is afraid of zombies. Seriously, I'm not making this up. She wants a zombie-proof room in her home so that she can live without fear of zombies getting her. She knows that zombies aren't real; its just one of those things.
As a joke, we were looking up zombies the other day and found that there are a host of web-sites dedicated to zombie preparedness. (They refer to the day the zombies attack as Z-day). Who knew? Next year, I'm taking her to the zombie-walk in Grand Rapids. I figure that if we stop for a few drinks on the way, it'll be a good way for her to face her fears. Either that or it'll be really entertaining for me!
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