This is why I never answer my cell phone
Posted on July 31st, 2007 by Jackie Danicki
ME: Where are you?
FRIEND: In Monte Carlo, sitting outside, looking out at the Mediterranean. Might go out on the yacht later. Where are you?
ME: In Cincinnati, waiting for the builders to come finish my new apartment so I can unpack, trying to get a bird out of my living room. Might go buy a pint of milk later, if I can sneak past the bird without getting pecked.
He was uninterested in a trade.
Filed under: Life
Wow, I got some bad calls today, but that one blows. I wouldn’t trade either, though. About the bird - can you close enough doors to leave only a path to a wide open window. Then get behind the bird, wave your arms and yell and drive them towards the window. This sucks and if you feel like a loud jerk you’re probably doing it right. But it keeps the bird to scared to come at you. (Birds are chickenshits; some cliches happen for a reason.)