Jumping lid

There was no one in our lunch room except for Vanessa Duncan, director of the department of international trade shows. When she saw me, Vanessa slightly nodded her perfect little head in an unemotional morning greeting. Small talk was too much to expect from “the pretty department,” especially because Vanessa was busy at the lunch room counter. She poured freshly brewed coffee into a portable mug that had a picture of a little kitten on it and the inscription “Pur-r-r-fect!” Then Vanessa added milk, perfectly white like her own complexion. She sprinkled some low-calorie sugar on top, stirred everything carefully with a plastic straw, and took a tiny sip. Satisfied with the taste, Vanessa reached out for the coffee mug lid that was lying on the counter. To my astonishment, Vanessa failed to pick up the lid because – I could have sworn! - it slightly moved away from Vanessa’s delicate hand. When Vanessa attempted to grab the lid again, it leaped on the counter toward the kitchen sink like a frog.

I gasped.

“What is it?” Vanessa turned and looked at me as if nothing happened.

“It . . . it surely can jump!” I answered in confusion. I saw what happened with my own eyes!!! Didn't Vanessa?

“What can jump? I don’t understand,” Vanessa’s looked calm and indifferent like a doll.

“The lid! Your coffee mug lid,” I felt even more baffled.

“The lid? It’s not even mine. Excuse me, my morning meeting starts in two minutes,” Vanessa answered in a firm voice and walked out of the lunch room.

As soon as she was gone, the coffee mug lid jumped up in the air, made a couple of loops around the lunch room, and plunged into the trash bin.

It took me a while before I came to my senses. Wow! Supernatural phenomena have been happening in my own company in broad daylight! But even more shocking was Vanessa’s strange reaction when she seemed to deliberately pretend that everything was just fine. How come she didn't see the lid from her coffee mug jump like a frog chased by a pack of raccoons?! I could not stop thinking about this incident all when I returned to the office.

I was wondering if something like that has already happened to Vanessa before. Did she know that would happen again? Was she prepared? Did that happen to anyone else at AFM? Oh, my God, there were too many questions. I didn't have time for any supernatural things because I was so busy with work (phone calls, productions charts, webinars, etc.) But that little mystery was very exciting and I needed find out what it was.”