Thursday, July 3, 2008

For Lack of a Better Expression, EW

OK, I'm not really sure if I would count this as a real post. It's more of a quick rant. But then, again, quick for me is not quick to the rest of the world. I can be a little verbose. See? I've done it already. On with the rant!
So on my way home from the gym tonight, I was happily bopping along to my ipod, most likely listening to JoJo or some other horrendous (read: AWESOME) pop star that I work out to. I was totally minding my own business, feelin' good after pumping some iron and working up a sweat, when THWAP! something lands and slides down the side of my head. I stopped, took a deep breath, and reached up to feel my hair, thinking I was going to come in contact with sticky, nasty bird crap. Oh, no. This felt a little slimier, a little less revolting. Since I was walking under some balconies where people were already celebrating the Fourth, I thought, oh hey, maybe it's just someone sloshing beer over the side of his cup. I wish.
I pulled my hand away, took a peek and it was SALIVA! Some drunkass had spit off of the balcony onto an innocent bystander! Oh, HELL, no. I stopped, yanked my ear buds out and whipped around, looking up to the windows for the offender. The offender who, of course, had oh-so-conveniently disappeared into his apartment. So I stood there in the middle of the sidewalk as everyone else filed past me to get to the bar. I stood for a good three minutes staring up with an expression of "seriously?" on my face. And no one peeked back out. He (maybe she? I'm doubting it though) sensed I was ready for a fight. Psh. Coward.
After I composed myself and put my best pissed-off-and-determined face on, I cranked up Ciara's "Goodies" and set off down the street. I was busy brooding and thinking of the choice words I could have used when suddenly... out of nowhere... before I could stop it...
I started LAUGHING. Like full-on cracking up at myself. OK, yes it was gross and I'm a little worried about the nastiness that is probably breeding in hair as we speak (and I'm not even a germaphobe!). And I almost (almost, people) think bird crap would have been better because at least it wouldn't have been such a seemingly offensive and mean-spirited act. And YEAH, I think it was an extremely immature thing to do, especially because I've seen the people that live in those apartments and they are grown men. But in spite of all this --and myself -- I had to laugh. I'm even laughing as I think of it now.
But I'm also thinking of how I'm about ready to try out my new shampoo. You know, do a little lather, rinse, repeat. And repeat. And repeat and repeat and repeat...

4 comments:

glidingcalm said...

omg EW is right! even people spitting on the street grosses me out! im so sorry that happened to you!!!

Katie said...

How wonderful that you could laugh at the incident! I bet it was awful, though.

I'm a relatively new food blogger. Your blog is really interesting - my mom used to live in Chicago :)

ChocolateCoveredVegan said...

*shudder*

LOL don't worry, I listen to embarrassing songs when I work out too! (Brittney Spears, anyone? Did I just admit that out loud?!)

eatingbender said...

YUCK! I'm so so sorry that happened to you! I walk the Chicago streets to work every day - thank you for giving me the heads up (woah, no pun intended there sorry!) that I need to be on the look out for nasty, immature people from above!

I'm adding you to my blogroll!