Two words: bird crap.

Got bombed this morning while on my way to work: a direct hit to the forehead and top edge of my visor. I would have taken a pic, but was too grossed out for that. Instead, I went to the ladies’ room and got several odd looks as I rinsed bird crap off my visor and scrubbed the rest off with a wet paper towel. C’est la vie!

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