Not the Best Morning
This morning, as I was standing at the bus stop reading the New York Times, an unwelcome missive from a bird on the power lines above landed right on A1. (Above the fold.)
It was a pretty gross experience, between the splat! it made and the nasty way it looked. I carefully tore the paper around the affected area and tossed the offending portion in the trash.
Eventually, I boarded the bus and rode downtown. I continued to read the paper and successfully distracted myself enough that I was no longer completely grossed out.
And then we reached my stop.
I exited through the rear door right onto the sidewalk, where I narrowly missed stepping on a dead rat.
It was a pretty gross experience, between the splat! it made and the nasty way it looked. I carefully tore the paper around the affected area and tossed the offending portion in the trash.
Eventually, I boarded the bus and rode downtown. I continued to read the paper and successfully distracted myself enough that I was no longer completely grossed out.
And then we reached my stop.
I exited through the rear door right onto the sidewalk, where I narrowly missed stepping on a dead rat.
posted by Jody Rosen Knower at 8:44 PM
2 Comments:
And as I said to you earlier today.... Feels like you're back in New York a little, right?
Jody,
I have to say I did laugh out loud when I read this. Ah, the joys of urban existence! I have finally, FINALLY, gotten myself caught up on Once More Unto the Breach. I especially enjoyed the posts about your Father, New Year's Eve dinner (yum) and the questionaire (is this word? I forget!) about you & Zach.
Hope your neck continues to improve and I'll be reading more regularly from now on. :)
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