before you ask- yes this is a true story

a.m.

There is a Crows Nest above my door at work.

The nest is about four years old and in those four years a family of Crows takes it over.

Let me ask you a question:

Do you know what happens when you get to close too close to their nest?

Let’s just say that Crows do not make good neighbors.

However, as I rule I don’t use this door because it’s the door that freight goes in and out of and opening it is a hassle. I use the side door which is right next to it.

Besides the obvious reasons for not wanting to bother the Crow Family I had other reasons for using the side door…

On some days I would stand next to the side door and watch the Crows dive bomb cars and people who went by their nest- okay, I’ll probably pay a price for this but I think it’s funny. After all, how many times do you need to have a crow try to body slam you or take the top of your head off before it occurs to you that you MIGHT be in the wrong place?

So one day in the middle of a particularly heated attack I look up and sitting on the door lentil above my head

is

A Crow.

It looked down at me, I looked up at it and I turned my head so that it could see me wink.

To this day we keep an eye on each other-

we seem to have something in common:

a very strange sense of humor.