Put your coffee down before reading any further.
On my way to work this morning a bird shat on my head.
I had to go home to wash my hair which made me late for work.
Other than providing my fellow bloggers (and The Sleepy Hildy) some amusement I can see no benefit. Getting crapped on is supposed to bring good luck isn’t it? Not so far.
Another bit of superstitious nonsense debunked.