It happened while Joe and I were walking through Lexington Market on the way to the ghettro around 4:30 this afternoon. The sun had finally come out and although we were both exhausted and not in the greatest moods in the world, we were happy to be going home (even if for me it was just to keep studying). Then ... I felt something like a big raindrop on my head. I shrieked and said, "Joe something just fell on my head!" By the look on his face I knew it wasn't good. Yeah, you guessed it:
PIGEON POOP
Oh how I thank my lucky stars I was wearing a hat today!!!!! Can you even imagine how things would have gone down if I weren't??!? Yeah me neither. I don't wear a hat to school that often ... maybe once every few weeks. But I am terribly glad that I was unable to drag myself out of bed this morning with enough time to do my hair and thus decided to stick a hat on my head. We'll just leave it at that and not dwell on the alternative.My initial reaction to the pigeon poop was shock, not even anger or disgust. I can't believe this happened to me!! But then our moods just seemed to go down hill from there. Lexington Market is disgusting. Everyone hanging around there has a constant cigarette in one hand and greasy chicken bone in the other, and the sickening smell of urine just puts it over the top. The ghettro is not much better. Why does Baltimore have to be so nasty sometimes?? I might sound like a brat but seriously, after 3 years of B-more, my guess is you'd feel the same.
I'm pretty happy that after May 8, I'm done with that place (the rest of Baltimore is nice, I promise!). But you might want to spare a little pity for Joe, who will be spending a fifth year dealing with it all. Poor guy.
