I was at Starbucks (shocker!) enjoying a nice iced latte and reading my new sports psychology book that is sure to kick my confidence and concentration up a notch in these upcoming weeks. I decided to sit outside under a nice shade tree because the temperature had dropped enough as to not scorch my eyebrows off. So there I am, cute outfit and all, having a relaxing afternoon.
side note: I should probably mention something about my outfit because if I’m being honest, it does have a small part in the story. I’ve had this new shirt that I bought a while ago but have never worn. About once a week I try it on and try and decide if it’s worth keeping or if I should take it back because I’m just not absolutely convinced but have yet to make up my mind. Well today I had the bright idea to wear the shirt to Starbucks with the tags still attached so I could actually wear it for a while out in public and then decide if it’s worth keeping or not. I know…shameless.
Anyway, I’m sure you can guess where this is going. I’m sitting there, minding my own business, UNDER A TREE, when suddenly I am attacked by a series of splats. A couple on the top of my head and then a few right across the front of my shirt. Ok, ok. One grazed my nose as well. And in case you were unaware, bird crap starts off wet and then dries crusty. So those few on top of my head proceeded to do a bit of drizzle action. I immediately froze and looked at the people sitting at the table next to me to see if they were aware of the crap fest that had just taken place. Thankfully they were none the wiser. So I jumped up and hurriedly walked inside to grab some napkins and clean my scalp as best I could. The shirt was also cleaned off as best as possible. Of course now I can start referring to it as MY shirt as you really can’t return things with bird stains on the front. Well that ended my very brief trip to Starbucks, as I had to go home and wash my hair. Oh…did I mention that I had my hair straight and it had a good few more days before it needed washing? Talk about adding insult to injury!
If you’d like, feel free to add your own funny story and give me something to laugh at you for now.