so today at work, I got shit on by a bird.
literally.
talking with a co-worker and security guard.
splat.
I got hit.
the manager laughed, then gave me a new shirt to wear (both safety vest and shirt had bird shit on it).
it sucked.
literally.
talking with a co-worker and security guard.
splat.
I got hit.
the manager laughed, then gave me a new shirt to wear (both safety vest and shirt had bird shit on it).
it sucked.
when we were on the beach last summer a seagull did it to me in my hair. now me and my hair have issues, i couldn't dunk my head in the sea because my hair would go really frizzy and i sooooooooooo hate that. so what to do. in the end i made my hubby go and by some baby wipes so he could get it out with them. he was not a happy bunny. mind you neither was i because the smell reminded me of babies backsides for the rest of the day, not a pleasent thought.
thanks for your comment on my journal. i've been trying to remain positive but it's difficult to find anything to be positive about. the whole session seemed to be 'lets attack sheena', the counsellor asked him to explain things and when he came up with stuff it wasn't what i recognised as me, so i really dont understand it all. we've talked about it and he still won't budge so i really don't know where to go from here. i even suggested we part company if i make him that miserable, but he doesn't want that either. relationships are so damn complicated, i don't know why we bother.
take care.