I don’t know what it is with animals..
Tuesday at work I was in the garage. I spend a lot of my work day in there. I can slack around, there are no cameras and I am the only one in the building who knows where everything belongs and what gets shipped when, how to store the documents, etc. So if I take forever in the garage no one can really say that I took forever cause no one really knows what exactly I do while I am in there, so no one knows how long it should take, LOL! Luckily for me you need security clearance to get in there and I can always hear when someone is coming. (People from work if you stumbled across this little blog of mine…I am just kidding, heh. I work my ass off in the garage, I hate it in there…and stuff.)
So yeah, I was texting in the garage when I heard something weird. I looked up and saw a black shadow fly above me. I ran out of the garage! I went to my boss’ office and told her that we may have a bat or bird in the garage. She was not happy. She was afraid the bird was going to mess with the electrical system. She also did not like that the bird had access to the whole building since the ceiling is open above everything. Luckily I was supposed to clock out of work at 3:30pm it was 3:20pm! Not my problem!
An hour later I was still in the garage trying to get the bird out.
I had no luck. I left the garage door open to the outside. So the bird could be free. Unfortunately the bird didn’t want to be free. He liked the garage. I could not leave the garage while the door was open so I decided to name the bird. I didn’t know if it was girl or a boy so I decided it would be a boy with a girl name. His name is Oprah. Oprah was very easily confused. He kept looking outside then flying like he was going to leave. Instead he would fly up above the garage door and stand there wondering where the ‘outside’ he just saw went…
Eventually I told my boss I was going home.
The next day as I walked around the building I noticed Oprah had made himself more comfortable. He now flew above the ceiling tiles in Clerical. We could not see him, but we could hear him. Later in the morning I was cutting open some mail when I heard a scream from the garage and then heard my coworker run out. She came into the cutting room in a panic about how there was something in the garage.
Opps, I forgot to tell Terri about Oprah. Oh darn. Hehehehe!
I went with her in the garage, she was scared. I have no idea why. I mean it was a bird. Yes I have see the movie. Yes it sucked. I was starting to tell Terri that birds are not scary unless they are pecking your eyes out and that wasn’t happening…yet. That is when I saw Oprah, he was on the ground picking up leaves with his beak. I told Terri to open the garage door. Then I had an idea.
Since I had just come from the cutting room I had a ton of rubber bands around my wrist. (I cut and bundle the mail, blah blah blah) I have exceptional aim with rubber bands. I think it is just good hand-eye coordination from playing video games all day, plus I kill spiders with rubber bands when there are no household cleaning products around.
I started shooting rubber bands at Oprah. I felt bad but he had to get out of the garage. My first one missed. My second one, Oprah was not so lucky. It hit him right in the head. Poor Oprah. I grabbed some box lids and went to pick him up. I couldn’t tell if I just knocked him out or if I killed him. He wasn’t moving.
I took him outside. Meanwhile Terri found a stick. She poked him a few times. Nothing. Well crap, I didn’t mean to kill him.
She got her water bottle and poured a drop of water on him.
Nothing.
Awww damn.
Then I went to tell the boss the bird was out. She came to see him. When she got outside, to my suprise Oprah got up and started flying almost right back into the still open garage! LOL! I think that is where he was trying to go but he was flying very wobbly! He was alive! YAY!
If you see a black bird that is flying in circles, into to trees, or towards the ground then say ”Hi” to Oprah for me!
You wrote more about that bird than anything else you have EVER written about before.
LOL
Comment by NIAC — June 4, 2009 @ 9:39 pm
LOL shut up! Oprah was my buddy!
I was going to post a different blog, but I will post that some other day, got it all written up…just meh. Writing mood I guess.
Comment by dagger32 — June 4, 2009 @ 10:02 pm
Poor Oprah… I bet “He” had a nest somewhere in the garage which was why “He” was trying to get back in.
Oh yeah… My aunt forced me to watch “The Birds” when I was about 8. Scared the bejesus out of me. I’ve hated that movie ever since (and I wasn’t too happy with my aunt either).
Comment by JulieMac — June 4, 2009 @ 10:40 pm
ahahaha…
chicken.
Comment by NIAC — June 5, 2009 @ 8:37 am
I’m telling PETA….
Comment by sethb78 — June 5, 2009 @ 8:49 am
LOl you did not tell me you named it.
Also..I just killed a big spider who was wandering along the celing of my shop right above my head. I just happened to glance up and see him…well, he’s dead now.
Comment by jane — June 5, 2009 @ 10:33 am
Yeah don’t ever stop writing.
Comment by E_Dragon — June 5, 2009 @ 9:54 pm
So, he’s back in there now? I’m sure he LOVES you. Who wouldn’t appreciate being shot in the head with a rubber band?
As Eddy said, don’t ever stop writing. I was having a bad day until now.
Comment by Fupas — June 9, 2009 @ 2:02 pm