My Dirty Car
I was thinking about making a post about how dirty my car was now that I have started working. It’s a black car so it get dirty really easily and really quickily anyways. But now that I am working, I drive it more, I have to park it on the street, etc. so now it is really dirty.
But… then today happened. I parked under what turned out to be all the neighborhood’s birds favorite toilet (or actually urinal). I’ve got more bird shit on my car from a couple hours then I’ve ever gotten in the lifetime of my car combined. Technically it’s mostly bird urine, but bird urine doesn’t come off the tongue as easily as bird shit. There is so much bird shit, at first I wasn’t sure if my car had been vandalized with white paint. Ack. A very nasty (and embarrassing) lesson. I will now always check the ground around a prospective parking spot to make sure it is not a bird toilet before parking. I can assure you (both of you readers), that I’ll never park in that spot again.
Another thing, I hate having other people wash my car. But given that I no longer have convenient access to a driveway, I can’t wash my car on whim. I’ll have bite the bullet, and take my car to one of those drive-thru car washes to take car off all that bird shit. There used to be this one that was touchless and sprayed water, but I’ve sinced moved away from there. Oh well. Grrr.