Monday, April 11, 2005
I hate birds
I've hated birds for a while, especially pigeons which I consider flying rats. Now this is a funny story. Yesterday I was on my way to the mall and I was in the passenger seat while my fiance drove. I stuck my arm out of the window since it was a nice day. We were going through Westchase (really nice area of Tampa that I can't afford) and I felt this *splash* on my arm. I thought it was water but there wasn't a cloud in the sky and the sprinkler system wasn't on either. I looked and there was this white stuff on my arm. A damn bird took a dump on me!! My fiance was cracking up while driving and was nice enough to take me to a 7-11 to get cleaned up but yes, I now have a bigger hate on birds than I did before!
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Yeah, me too. Damn Birds.
I was standing outside in the parking lot with a couple other guys, and we were all talking.
Suddenly I felt this splat on my head, and everyone instantly started laughing. I felt it run down my neck onto the collar of my uniform.
I looked, and it was bird shit. I didn't have any other uniform shirts with me, so I had to clean it off as best I could in the bathroom. What pissed me off the most was that it happened while I was standing with a group. It's like the little bugger aimed for me or something.
(And, the fact that I had to work all day with a shirt that had been crapped on.) (I don't think anyone noticed, cause I cleaned it off pretty good.)
No-one stands outside to talk with me anymore... They catch me in the lobby.
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