Don't crap on my head and tell me it's raining.

In which a bird craps on my head and I don't realize it...until I sit down on my bus ride home.

Last Thursday was any other day at work - sit at the desk, look busy for a few hours, go home. While I was walking to the stop (which is about a block from the building where I work), I felt something hit the front of my hair. Because the guys I work with can be jerks and are always throwing something at me, I looked over to the walkway where they typically walk. Nobody there. So, like a crazy person, I spin around and look around - nothing. A girl definitely saw me doing this and I just uttered, "That was awkward." and went and stood at my bus stop.

Fast forward about five minutes or so, and I get on the bus and sit down.

Now, one thing to know is that I have a penchant for both over-the-top accessories (rhinestones, etc) and obnoxious outerwear. Since it hasn't been too cold, I've been opting to wear my purple leopard print (faux) fur coat. This coat is amazing. I've had it since high school, and it truly feels like it was made for me (if that doesn't make me sound like a crazy person). I can pull off prettymuch anything. Anyway.

I get on the bus, grab poles for dear life on my walk back to the furthest left seat in the back corner of the bus, put my feet up, and get out my book (currently Henry Rollins' 'A Preferred Blur') to read on the way home. I look down, over to the right a little bit, and what do I see? Oh yeah. Bird shit all over the lapel of my jacket. And it wasn't just a little bit. Let me spare you the details, but I did take a photo of myself to survey the damage to my hair.

What can you possibly do when a bird craps on you from above? NOTHING. There is NO reason to get all bent out of shape about it, because you have no control (unlike that whole Dave Matthews Band bus incident a few years back...) So what did I do? I laughed. I giggled about it and probably looked like a crazy person doing it.

Imagine it: black-haired girl with bird crap down both the front of her jacket and in her hair laughing about something that's obviously ridiculous behind sunglasses.

However, I learned that a bird taking a dump on you may or may not be bad luck. Seriously, Google it! Well... at least there's that.