Shit Happens!
I was walking out from my apartment minding my own business. I was waiting to catch a cab, when from out of the blue, I saw one that was heading my way from down the street. Just as I thought of extending my arm to flag it down, I head a “SPLAT” sound just next to me. Bird droppings!
I think a hundred things flashed in my mind at that point of time (ok, ok… maybe just two or three - I just woke up). It’s like, what if I had been standing under the bird? And isn’t it strange that birds pick a spot where humans need to be before they release? I mean, can’t they be trained to fly to a private spot or something?
Anyhow, just to cut a long story short, shit happens, but if it didn’t actually happen to you, be very thankful!
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