Tonight, a bird flew into the pool area and was flying around indoors, so I was trying to get it to leave, but there's not a lot you can do to get a bird out. The bird ran into a window and fell over, which scared me, so I tried to go over to see if it was okay. It panicked and tried to fly away, but instead it ran into the wall, bounced off of it into another wall, and plummeted to the ground.
Naturally, this freaked me the hell out.
We eventually wrapped it up with a towel and got it outside, but it was still really depressing.
Then as I was leaving, some guy drove past me in his car and muttered something I couldn't understand, but it sounded like, "You've sure got some jacks in your car, girl."
I'd imagine this isn't actually what he said, but it disturbed me none the less.
Perhaps I should get very fat, so that no one will find me attractive and say disturbing things to me. Plus, I'd get to eat lots of yummy food.
