Monday, April 12, 2010

How I know it's Monday

Remember the episode of "Seinfeld" where George steps on a pigeon and gets angry, saying humans have a contract with birds that the birds fly away so they don't get stepped on? I had always assumed that contract included birds flying away so they didn't get driven over.

Driving to work this morning, I was on a shady back road when I suddenly spotted a bird right in front of my car. When it didn't immediately fly off, I tried to put it between my tires. I'm not certain I hit it, but the muffled bump and the feathers swirling around the road when I looked in my rear view mirror lead me to believe I did.

The worst part is, I kept hearing a cheeping noise as I drove to work and was convinced the (slow-moving, suicidal) bird was stuck in my grill. It turns out it wasn't but I'm still angry with that bird for not holding up its end of the contract and ruining my Monday morning.

7 comments:

scargosun said...

I HATE THAT! I think he was committing suicide. Not your fault.

Audreya said...

I went through a phase where I hit a bird nearly every time I drove somewhere. I HATE birds, so that part wasn't so bad... but I got tired of worrying one of them would damage my car.

Soda and Candy said...

Lousy suicidal birds! I hope you weren't too shaken up!

Husband recently wrecked our front fender swerving into the sidewalk to avoid a (thrillseeker?) jaywalking cat. So at least the bird didn't damage your car?

CarrieBeth said...

Awww, poor little birdie.

Anything Fits a Naked Man said...

Oh, how horrible! So sorry for both of you!!

Kellie said...

The same thing happened to me w/ a rabbit once. I thought we had a deal fuzzy bunny. I even felt bad enough to turn around and see if I hit him and if he was still alive. Couldn't find him anywhere, just some fur, so I concluded that he just got a nasty boo boo and it was his own damn fault anyway.

Margaret said...

I have done the same thing so many times because birds are total idiots lol