From excitement to excrement in 60 seconds
NS September 9th, 2008
He’s going to kill me for sharing this but it was too good not to. Less than five minutes ago, The Noble Husband phoned me on his lunch break. Here’s how the conversation went:
TNH: Hi! I have good news.
Me: Oh, really? What’s that?
TNH: I just talked to my boss and the company is going to give me five days paid paternity leave so I’ll be able to stay home for two weeks instead of just one after the baby is born.
Me: Oh wow, that’s great!
(another minute or two of chatter about it)
TNH: Crap. Oh, that’s lovely.
Me: What?
TNH: A bird just shat all over me.
Me: Really? On your head?
TNH: A little bit. Mostly all over my shirt though. Jesus, it’s all over me! I’m going to have to go buy another shirt before I go back to the office.
Me: (stifling laughter) Well, look at the bright side. They say it’s good luck when this happens.
TNH: Yeah, ‘they’ being the people who haven’t just been shat on by a bird.
Me: Very true.
