Hair Today Gone Tomorrow

My wife arrived at work today (she works on a rehab unit in a local hospital) to discover that someone had formed figure-eights out of clumps of long hair and taped them to the grid intersections of the ceiling tiles.

Not just one or two clumps, either. They are apparently all over the unit. In offices. Down the corridor. In patients rooms. Everywhere.

The staff is completely wigged out, fearing some sort of voodoo spell. Some have gone as far as requesting that a chaplain be called in to pray over the hair. For her part, my wife is laughing her butt off about the whole thing (although I got the distinct impression she would be happier if the several clumps she found in her office were taken down.) It sure makes my little job seem a bit boring by comparison.