From under the desk

There is a bat flying around in my office. It's 8:30 in the evening and my eyes are pulled off my computer screen by an unusual overhead fluttering movement. It is a baby bat.

Bats are not very friendly. You cannot pet them. I promptly jump under my desk with a silly squeak. "There's a bat, there's a bat." Lots of girly gaggle. Finally, Pranav calls the security guys. But by then the bat has moved on to the other half of the floor.

I compose myself made my way out from under the desk. Hmmf. A bat flying around inside the 9th floor area of a large metallic building? What is the world coming to.