Rubbish and poo

The evening was literally shitty for me. 🙂 But I don’t feel shitty, not that I’m Pollyanna, but tonight it feels like it’s no use remembering all that bad stuff, except to write it down and laugh it off.

A bird dropped its seedy poo on me while I leaned against the traffic lights waiting for the one opposite to turn green.

Luckily I have my wet tissues, also bought when I touched Something Nasty on a coffee shop table.

Nothing much happened while I loiter in the shopping center. Oh, the cash deposit machine didn’t work when I wanted to use it.

On my way back, I saw some men carrying trash bags. I walked past slowly while they tossed the bags into a large trash bin.

Then I got sprayed by rubbish juice.

Fine. I took out my wet tissue and wiped it off.

Life.

Advertisements

One thought on “Rubbish and poo

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s