I was not in sound mind to take a picture but here's what I remember him looking like:
Actually, he was just sleeping his day away probably dreaming about sucking my blood. Unfortunately, I sit in a corner with a window behind me so the only way to leave is by walking directly under said bat. I call my co-worker frantically, "Hi, um, I think there is a bat in the light outside your door!"
Pause. Scream. "I'm closing my door!"
Me: What about me?! I don't have a door.
Screaming co-worker: Come in here!
I grab my bag of grapes (I ran 7.7 miles this morning. I need my snacks, people), my purse (in case the bat steals my ID) and race into co-worker's office.
There we sit. And sit. People come by and talk about the bat's cute little ears as if it were a kitten. Finally the IT director traps it with a washcloth and Styrofoam cup. My co-workers then proceed to reenact my frantic phone call and hurried run into an office. "I never heard someone run so fast!"
This is why I need an office door.