Vultures on my perch
Posted: December 13 11, 11:36 am
Our office is built on a green belt. There are ledges on every floor. Evidently this is the habitat for hundreds of vultures. During the winter, they fly back and forth between two buildings, from ledge to ledge; each time they land on the ledge above our floor, they rain down an unholy sheath of liquid vulture [expletive] all over our floor to ceiling windows. My office window looks like a Jackson Pollock painting now, and the window washers come out like twice a year.
The second part of the rant: Sometimes one or two (or three) of these nasty things will stand on my perch, staring at me. I'm sitting still for much of the day, so clearly they hope that I'm dead and would like to feast on my decaying flesh. The best is when they peck at the window with their beaks, and use them to pull out little bits of the sealant that holds the windows in place.
Nasty [expletive] animals. I'M NOT DEAD YET YOU [expletive] BOTTOM RUNG OF THE LIFE CYCLE
The second part of the rant: Sometimes one or two (or three) of these nasty things will stand on my perch, staring at me. I'm sitting still for much of the day, so clearly they hope that I'm dead and would like to feast on my decaying flesh. The best is when they peck at the window with their beaks, and use them to pull out little bits of the sealant that holds the windows in place.
Nasty [expletive] animals. I'M NOT DEAD YET YOU [expletive] BOTTOM RUNG OF THE LIFE CYCLE
