Will The Universe ever run out of ways to torment The Pony on the job? I am beginning to think not. As if Mondays are not bad enough, The Pony had one more issue to deal with this week. At least the weather has improved to clear and low 60s. A regular work day with no overtime. Off at 4:00.
"Headed home. I was pooped on by a bird!"
"That's supposed to be good luck!"
"I do not agree!"
"Understood."
"Because that was AFTER wiping it with a tissue! As revenge, I shall be eating chicken tonight. And mayhap following in your crunchy footsteps next time I have a chance! I crave revenge! Revenge!"
"Best served cold!"
The "crunchy" part was a reference to when The Pony was just a young 'un in elementary school. He and Genius would ride the bus over to my middle school building to wait for me to finish work. Then we'd walk out to the parking lot, where a big tree left a pile of crackly fall leaves on the pavement. Somehow, a bird had expired, and was under those leaves. I managed to step right on it. The crunch was audible over the leaves themselves. Unfortunately, that bird did not move, and this incident happened WAY TOO MANY TIMES, because I couldn't see the bird, or remember exactly where I stepped.
I also had a bird poop on me, while in college, sitting on a stone rail next to the steps. It was green with seeds, and landed on my white Adidas shorts. No time to rush back to the dorm and change. I don't remember it being particularly lucky.
I was sunbathing one fine spring day in the backyard of our dorm. A bird swooped low and pooped right on the middle of my back where I could not get it off easily. I still am out of sorts over that.
ReplyDeleteMakes me wonder who started that GOOD LUCK saying, since it didn't seem to work out for any of us!
DeleteI think it's only supposed to be good luck if the bird poops on your head, at least that's what my mum used to say.
ReplyDeleteWell. That would explain it.
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