This is a funny story about a Robin.
So at work, we have tons of wildlife, including lots of robins. There’s one who sits on the trees outside the giant wall of windows we have. He sees his reflection in the window and thinks it’s another bird…and tries to dive bomb it. He usually realizes that he’s going to hit the glass, and comes back…but it’s humorous.
(Not humorous is how many birds see the reflection of the trees and don’t realize there is glass there, and fly right into it…every year we get about 5-10 birds that do this and end up dead on the side of the building).
So anyway, a manager in another department, Cindy, is a firm woman. She doesn’t pull her punches, tells it like it is. Some people are uncomfortable with her, b/c she can be harsh and abrasive. I enjoy her, as you always know where you stand with her. She sees no reason to hide her annoyance or whatever in diplomatic cover-up. Also, she’s not my boss, and since I’ve been nothing but straight with her (even to the point of saying I have no idea what I’m talking about, when I don’t), she’s been nothing but cool with me.
So yeah, Cindy was going to get a new car…she had just cleaned her old car up for trade in. It being warm, she had the windows down a smidgeon while it sat in the parking lot. At lunch time she went out go to the dealer and exchange. She had a little surprise.
Remember the robin who dive bombs his reflection? Well, it’s not just him that does it…there are some that sit on the top of the cars and dive bomb their reflection in the windows of cars… now what if one of these cars had the window open a bit too much? Enough to let a robin slip in? And what if, once in, the robin couldn’t figure out how to get out? What do birds do when they’re trapped in a car and panicked? They poop. All over. Everything.
The bird did manage to get out, before Cindy came out to her car…so all she had was a car she had just super scrubbed the night before…the interior covered in bird droppings…and an appointment at the dealership in 30 minutes to exchange the car.
She had some very interesting curses as she stormed back into the building for paper towels and water. I wonder if the dealer noticed a difference… ;)
So at work, we have tons of wildlife, including lots of robins. There’s one who sits on the trees outside the giant wall of windows we have. He sees his reflection in the window and thinks it’s another bird…and tries to dive bomb it. He usually realizes that he’s going to hit the glass, and comes back…but it’s humorous.
(Not humorous is how many birds see the reflection of the trees and don’t realize there is glass there, and fly right into it…every year we get about 5-10 birds that do this and end up dead on the side of the building).
So anyway, a manager in another department, Cindy, is a firm woman. She doesn’t pull her punches, tells it like it is. Some people are uncomfortable with her, b/c she can be harsh and abrasive. I enjoy her, as you always know where you stand with her. She sees no reason to hide her annoyance or whatever in diplomatic cover-up. Also, she’s not my boss, and since I’ve been nothing but straight with her (even to the point of saying I have no idea what I’m talking about, when I don’t), she’s been nothing but cool with me.
So yeah, Cindy was going to get a new car…she had just cleaned her old car up for trade in. It being warm, she had the windows down a smidgeon while it sat in the parking lot. At lunch time she went out go to the dealer and exchange. She had a little surprise.
Remember the robin who dive bombs his reflection? Well, it’s not just him that does it…there are some that sit on the top of the cars and dive bomb their reflection in the windows of cars… now what if one of these cars had the window open a bit too much? Enough to let a robin slip in? And what if, once in, the robin couldn’t figure out how to get out? What do birds do when they’re trapped in a car and panicked? They poop. All over. Everything.
The bird did manage to get out, before Cindy came out to her car…so all she had was a car she had just super scrubbed the night before…the interior covered in bird droppings…and an appointment at the dealership in 30 minutes to exchange the car.
She had some very interesting curses as she stormed back into the building for paper towels and water. I wonder if the dealer noticed a difference… ;)
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