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Today a dead bird fell on my head.

I was as surprised as anyone.

A and I had our lunch break at the same time today, so we went to get hot dogs from the stand a few blocks from the theatre because sometimes, you just need a hot dog. As we walked, we passed a large windowed building. A small bird, a sparrow I think (brown, tiny, indigenous to Chicago?) flew into the window above us. I heard the thunk, but I didn't think to look up until something went PFFT into my hair.

Here is my question: what is the appropriate reaction to being hit in the head by a dead bird? I mean, obviously, the first thing to do is say "ack" and shake one's head vigorously to dislodge it, but once it has hit the ground what is one supposed to do?

I looked at A, and she looked at me, and then I looked around at everyone staring at me, some of whom had not seen the bird and so presumably thought I was having some kind of attack. Others, who had seen the bird, were staring at the bird at my feet. There it was, lying on the sidewalk, quite clearly dead...so do you kick it into the gutter or pick it up and put it somewhere or just leave it there and hope nobody notices that you're walking away from it?

I ended up nudging it over to the side, up against the building. A better person would probably have picked it up and gently put it somewhere it could decay in peace, but I'm not so much on handling dead animals, especially ones that attacked me postmortem.

My life is like a Dali painting, and I don't even like surrealism.

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I'm home! We went out after work to the bar nearby -- me, Nice Boss, M, and the newbies A and B. $2 pints on Mondays for local employees. That was...interesting.

We were celebrating, actually, because both my ducklings passed their employee qualifications, which means they don't suck as ticket agents and I don't suck as their teacher. When I took my qual test I was the only one of the three who passed (M and G both had to take theirs again, M because she swore into the phone by mistake. Oops). So it's great that they got it done, because now they get a dollar more per hour. Also, the Bosses left me in charge of the box office for an hour while they got lunch. OH THE HEADY POWER.

On a closing note, today I discovered Scissor Sisters. Best bubblegum pop about serial killers ever!

ETA: My stepfather bought an iPhone and they're landscaping the yard. Mum's just put my name on a joint family credit card that's paid off each month, she says I'm to use it for "emergency things, like a taxi ride home or a coat if it's cold or a television if you get bored."

WHAT.