Thursday, July 14, 2005
yesterday's adventure
yesterday, i was on the phone in my office and this thing comes flying past my head, hits the wall and falls down behind my desk."what the--!"
at first, i think someone has thrown something at my head, narrowly missed and lost whatever it was that they threw between my desk and the wall. i get off the phone as quickly as i can when i realize that it was a bird that had flown into my office and into the wall!
the back story is that we have been hearing baby birds chirping up in the chimney of the fireplace in our waiting room (the office i work in is in an old house that has been converted, so the waiting room is what used to be the living room). i guess one of the birds (baby or momma or something) flew out of the chimney and was flying around the waiting room freaking out. it then flew into the receptionist's office (next to mine) toward her window. at the last second, it realized the window was shut and changed directions, ending up behind my desk in the process. since i had been on the phone i missed all of the aforemention adventure. now that we are all up to speed i shall continue.
i peer down the crack between the wall and the desk and see this little, frightened bird, scrambling to climb up the wall and get away. we try to coax it out with paper or anything that can reach down there, but it only frightens it more. so we wait. it begins to inch out from behind the desk to the space underneath my desk where my feet go when i sit (can you picture what i am talking about here?) it keeps flapping its wings and getting them stuck in the computer wires and i am thinking "great, it's not gonna be able to fly."
it proves me wrong at that second and flys out from under my desk. by this point my co-worker has opened the windows and shut the door of my office so that if it does fly out, it will go out via the window. but it hasn't figured this out and there are long lace curtains over my windows anyway, so it just flys around my office in a frantic circle. pooping.
i'm covering my head and ducking and wondering what to do next. it finally lands on one of my curtains, clinging to the lace. i grab a plastic basket that has been holding stuff for a project i was working on and sort of do the thing were you cover something up and then slide something flat underneath it so as to catch it (like what i used to do as a kid when we would trap bees in cups . . . what was i thinking?). anyway, so we get the bird in the basket and it is holding on to the side of the thing for dear life. we place the basket in the windowsill and step back.
ok, little bird, you can fly away at any time. you are free.
one minute goes by.
"great," i think, "we've broken it. and i have poop all over my office."
and then it flies away and is across the street before we know it.
what an adventure!
say it don't spray it 9:11 AM
17 i heard that
