I remember watching a Mel Brooks movie one time, High Anxiety, and there is one scene in the movie that quite often imitates my life. The scene is that Mel Brooks is sitting on a park bench reading a newspaper walking through a park in his suit and tie minding his own business and a pigeon flies over and shits on his right shoulder. He looks up like "what the hell..." and then another pigeon shits on him. He gets up and makes a break for it. Pigeons keep flying over and shitting on him. Pretty soon he is running through the park and these pigeons are chasing him and shitting on him. Mel Brooks sees a utility building and he seeks refuge in there. He is sitting on a bench inside the shelter and he starts cleaning himself off and then another pigeon shits on him. He looks up and the shelter he sought refuge in does not have a roof on it.
The moral of this story is that sometimes even when you think you have shelter, life still shits on you. Right now I have the King Kong of pigeons following me around.
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