Little Bugger Doesn't Even Need An ID Card

I'm sitting here at my desk when I notice a three-inch lizard scampering across the carpeted floor. A lizard. At Lockheed Martin. Scampering as only a mini-gecko (or whatever the heck it is) can. I haven't heard any screams of suprise, so I don't think anyone else has seen it yet.

What the little guy wants with LM is beyond me. They don't really cater to the cold-blooded crowd... at least those not wearing three-piece suits.

BAM!! Oh, he went there. Plenty more where that came from.