Monday, March 03, 2008

Those Awful Birds

When I got the last Harry Potter, I was so eager to start it that I asked to be left in a cafe near the book store, while the boys went to check out the electronics store. So there I was, sitting al fresco in a perfect weather, munching chips and sipping coke, while poring over the first chapter of my most awaited book when... bam! An enormous black crow with a head the size of my fist stole my bag of chips and began eating it right in front of me.

Yes, the little monster didn't even fly away with his loot oh -- to somewhere "safer" but just jumped beside my feet and began finishing what I have only just begun. I was so freaked out that as usual my typical reaction was to scream my head off that everybody within 50 meters, from the cafe patrons to the utilitymen fixing the potholes down the street, started to freak out too. After some concerned questions by nearby audiences, I calmed down and just packed up and went off to find my boys. But not before I bought sweet sweet macarons to soothe my nerves.

From then on, I hated those ugly crows with a vengeance. Actually it's more like hatred mixed with some deep-seated fear that next time it might not stop at the chips, and start pecking on me. It wouldn't be such a problem had this city not have such a huge population of crows that at any given electric pole, there will be a line of those awful birds. Their beady little eyes seemingly following... well, me.

But that doesn't stop me from eating chips while walking.

Posted by chichibu @ 6:54 PM