You wouldn’t have wanted to see a photo
So I didn’t take one. . . .
This evening, after taking full advantage of Il Fornio’s free happy hour food while bidding a coworker good luck on her upcoming job change, I returned to my car parked on N Street to find that hallmark of downtown living: a car covered in crap.
No really - if you’ve lived at the sprawling Governor’s Square apartment complex, or parked around 3rd or 4th and N or O Streets, you know what I’m talking about. I have no clue what the hell birds live up in those trees - are they bats? pterodactyls? - seriously - what is up in those trees? Whole cars can disappear by morning at the right time of year. Subcompacts become midsize vehicles when encrusted in a thick, white layer of poo.
Gross? You betcha. But now I get to go to Harv’s tomorrow to make sure that wunderguano doesn’t eat through my topcoat.
If there are any ornithologists out there who can comment, please let me know what makes such a mess.
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You’re under the trail of the migrating blackbirds from hell. They love the Wells Fargo building. Same thing happens to our car when we park over on 3rd Street by the Crocker. Also, be careful when walking down there this time of year. They particularly like poo-bombing leather or suede jackets….it has been so bad in previous years that we’ve scouted the asphalt. White (i.e. covered with offal)asphalt = bad. Tell your friend to drive. Preferably the new Mercedes that cost more than you made all last year.