When I worked for the State of Indiana, we had a fleet of motor pool cars for traveling to prisons, and one day they became possessed. "Exorcist, line one... exorcist, line one."
Our Director's office looked out on the parking lot (fancy, right). Right! A group of us were gathered, I am sure working hard (or gossiping or lounging) and suddenly we heard a car honk. We glance out the window and we watched some sales people come in the door. As they walked, a state car would pop the locks, making the cars honk. Don the food sales guy glanced at the car and kept walking. Later Jim the furniture sales guy came in and he paused as a trunk popped open. He shut it and the locks unlocked. The car starts honking over and over. He disappeared inside the building. Doors continued to lock and unlock on multiple cars resulting in multiple honking cars. Trunks opened. Horns blare. When someone shut trunks, they opened again... sometimes on a different car!
Directly below the Director was the IT office. Those guys (including my guy) looked out onto the parking lot and after multiple honks and trunks, the manly group comes out to investigate. Meanwhile, a crowd of enthralled ladies have gathered at Nancy's window on the second floor to watch the investigation. The locks go; they question. Trunks open; they shut them. Doors lock and unlock. One car. Horns sound repeatedly, then silence as quickly as they came. Another car starts. IT men ponder. They fix things. They are fixers. Trunk pop. Doors lock. Trunk pop. Horns blare. They examine. Trunk pop. Horns. They open the hood. Trunk pops on another car. They look frustrated. Doors unlock. HONK HONK HONK. They pop the hood on another car. Finally, in walks the mass of frazzled IT men. They come up to Nancy's office, because by God something is wrong with the motor pool cars. The gaggle of ladies look natural... all in a line.... all staring at the window, down to the lot where they just were. IT men don't notice. IT men don't observe much, unless its honking. The IT Manager hits Nancy's office first and we say "look, we're watching geese." I am not sure any geese were out there. Just IT men, trying to fix motor pool cars. We are mesmerized by the mystery he unfurls. How the cars keep popping their trunks. Latches must be broken. How the doors lock and unlock. Must be an electrical short. Honking. Lots of honking. Electrical wiring's really bad. We have no idea how that is happening. And to so many cars at one time? IT Manager doesn't notice the silence in the lot right now. Hmmm....
Teresa, the HR Manager, holds up a set of keys and presses the panic button making the horn honk over and over. "Could it be these?"
I can't put Ron's response here, its a family blog. All I can say is... honk 'em if you've got 'em. Its worth it!