My walkout on campus had three good stories.
1. I was in the administrative building and as I stepped out of the elevator, one of the staff members walked past. She saw me out of the corner of her eye and freaked out. As in, she ran and hid in a corner. It was awesome. Another of the staff members came out of their office and calmed her down.
2. I was walking back to my office and saw my boss’s daughter. I approached her and tried to say hello, but she didn’t realize it was me and ran off in a near panic. She stopped by the office later to see her dad and with his help I got to scare her again. Once she realized it was me, she was cool and really liked the costume.
3. The only real downside to the day was when I went to the student center. I went to the main office to see a few people and I was told that I had to take off my mask. I identified myself and the woman recognized me, but still insisted that I take it off. There was a rule, apparently, that students not wear masks. And it was extended to staff. She was unable to produce the rule, however.
I took off the mask anyway,talked to her a bit, then left the office and put the mask right back on. I figured, “treat me like a student, I’ll act like a student,” Next thing you know, they’ll be telling me there’s no Santa Claus.