straight outta hitchcock, baby.
so one of my dcfs clients has a job at the local hy-vee. we are not required to be with him, so i hang out in my car, play the gameboy, read, do crosswords, drink 128 ounces of pop. (i totally did today).
so today was quite warm. almost 90. im sitting in my car with the door open to let the breeze in, minding my own freaking business, right? just hanging out, not hurting anyone...
AND A FUCKING BIRD FLIES IN MY CAR.
not like, hits the window. IN my car. it was a flurry of hands and feathers, i tell ya. i got a few good hits in before i scurried from my car, completely terrified of this 6 ounce menace.
so im standing outisde my car, watching this bird flop around my car, apparently not smart enough to understand that it either gets out or dies. it flies several times into windows, so i think.. yeah, it wants to get out. so i go over to each door, open them and run like this bird is going to straight up divebomb me.
oh no, it flies around for a good 30 seconds before it finds a suitable exit of the four i had provided.
fucking birds.
so today was quite warm. almost 90. im sitting in my car with the door open to let the breeze in, minding my own freaking business, right? just hanging out, not hurting anyone...
AND A FUCKING BIRD FLIES IN MY CAR.
not like, hits the window. IN my car. it was a flurry of hands and feathers, i tell ya. i got a few good hits in before i scurried from my car, completely terrified of this 6 ounce menace.
so im standing outisde my car, watching this bird flop around my car, apparently not smart enough to understand that it either gets out or dies. it flies several times into windows, so i think.. yeah, it wants to get out. so i go over to each door, open them and run like this bird is going to straight up divebomb me.
oh no, it flies around for a good 30 seconds before it finds a suitable exit of the four i had provided.
fucking birds.