sitting in my desk sending an email to someone (as usual) a poor golfer comes into the office and says, "there's a bird in there and it just landed on my head."
anna goes, "was it a black and white bird? because in the weight room all day they've been trying to get a bird out of there- the cops came and some weird bird specialist. either way, it's pretty crazy down there."
to which i reply, "special ops for birds."
the poor golfer, who is also failing accounting 231 (no surprise) has to deal with a freakin bird attacking his head while he's trying to study. as i was walking out of the office we had trapped it in the computer lab, and all i saw was my co-worker danny's limbs failing.
wanna know what kind of bird it was?
A F-ING (for brelin) MAGPIE.
i rest my case.
1 comment:
i'm pretty sure you should NOT drop the F-bomb on your blog. however, i am completely terrified of birds in buildings. amen.
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