One of the few things I like about my job is that it is in this nice little shopping area in Montrose. It's not a huge company, and it's not in a huge sky rise type building. The street is lined with little shops and trees and it's really pleasant to walk around.
I was sitting on a bench with my co worker people watching like we often do, and then splat! Bird poop, right on me! Great. As if Mondays weren't bad enough. Although it could've been much worse. I had my hands folded in my lap, and it happened to land right on my hand. About 2 inches in any direction and it would've been on my pants. Or it could've been on my head or something! So I just washed it off and went about my business.
People in my office kept telling me it's supposed to be good luck to get pooped on. We'll see!
Waiting for James to arrive!
9 years ago
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That is never lucky! I got pooped on in high school on my white pants...not normal seagull poop either. I think the bird had diarrhea!
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