The Pigeon or the Statue?

"Some days you're the pigeon, some days you're the statue."

Last week, there was a day I was definitely the statue!  I had doo-doo dumped on me the whole day!

The day started out innocently enough.  Had my morning coffee, and was on my way.  Granted, this time of year has me moving at a faster pace, and I was in a "holiday hurry".  At least that's why I think I took out the mirror on the side of my car.  Darn!  It was my hurried state or my vision really IS as bad as I suspect. That daggone garage door frame just wouldn't get out of my way!

I work part time for a car dealership so it was no big deal to run into the service department and tell the guys my plight.  They said they'd order the part and let me know when they could repair it.  Good enough - so I was off to another destination, probably again in a hurried state.

Now, what are the chances hubby would be bringing the company car into the service department that same morning?  And what are the chances the service fella would hand hubby the estimate for MY car, (which hubby knew nothing about yet) to give to me?  How was the service guy to know my husband hadn't been told about my mishap yet?  He was just doing his job.  And I was going to eventually tell hubby what I'd done...just not yet.   Was hubby mad?   Naa... He's used to my ways and after 42 years, I don't think he'll kick me to the curb over a broken car part.  A $400.00 repair....Hmmm...I sure hope not anyway!

Okay, so that other destination I mentioned before, was in a part of town that had parking meters.  No big deal...put my money in the slot and went onto my appointment.  The way my day was going, of course, I would return to my car to see a parking ticket, affixed to the windshield!  (There's that pigeon again!) How come I'm in a hurry - except when getting to my car, in time, to avoid a ticket?

I'm home now and I think I may just stay put til things settle down (and the need to hurry) is over.   Curled up in a chair, with a blanket, causing no harm or damage... Who am I kidding?  I'll be out and about like everyone else...racing to get things done.  But would someone please answer me this?

Aren't pigeons supposed to fly south for the winter?  I sure wish they would!