I Got Pooped On

So this past Monday, April 9th, 2012, I was waiting at the bus stop in down town Clemson, South Carolina waiting to go home and something happened to me that I thought would never happen to me in a million years. What happened to me was something I have actually feared happening to me, but it’s not a major fear of mine. Well, while waiting there at the bus stop I was leaning against the bike rack that was there and I was also under a tree. I was listening to my music and then I heard something land on my shoulder. It made a low “PLOP” sound when it hit my shoulder. So I look over to my left shoulder and I see feces. Yes! A bird took a crap on my shoulder. I got pooped on people! I couldn’t believe it. I was disgusted and I was angry because I was wearing one of my favorite Adidas sports jackets. So I went into one of the local restaurants along the street to use their restroom to wipe the bird poop off my shoulder. I am however glad that it didn’t smell and I caught it before it stained. Anyway, after I got it off my shoulder I go back to the bus stop to wait for the bus, but not under the tree this time. It ruined my mood for the rest of the day.

When it got to Thursday April 12th I went to attend my weekly group therapy session. In this session we start off by telling the group about our week and how it went. We just tell what happened to us or what we have experienced and how we dealt with it. We usually rate our weeks on a scale of one to ten. Well when it came to me explaining my week, I rated my week a 7 because it wasn’t so bad and I explained to the group that I got pooped on by a bird. Of course, they thought it was funny and I was laughing along with them, but then one of the group members changed my attitude toward the situation. She told me that if that happens to you it means good luck. I never knew that. I was actually surprised. Here I am thinking all negative about the situation and that my week started off all wrong, then she makes me think positive about it. It uplifted my spirit. It also made me curious as to what good luck was coming my way.

I took from this bird poop experience that I shouldn’t be quick to be negative. I know it’s something as human beings that we don’t ever want to happen to us, but after I found out it was good luck I was kind of glad I got pooped on. I need the good luck at this point of my life. I wonder if the species of bird makes a difference in this situation. Anyway, she went on to explain that because it’s something that is rare to happen it meant good luck. At least that’s what she was told. So it put a smile on my face and I got over it.

Things happen and sometimes they are out of our control. So next time I’m not going to be so quick to be negative. I’m just going to be neutral and shrug my shoulders. Negative attitudes can greatly affect other things in our lives. A wise person once said, “It’s not what happens to us, but how we respond to what happens to us.” I agree with this. I can’t be angry toward the situation and toward the bird that was just doing what it naturally does. Sometimes shit happens. Literally!

Thanks for reading!