What Are the Odds...

Sat. night the family went out to Walmart to get groceries. As I was loading Nathan into his carseat there was a flock of birds flying over us and a little to the side. Nathan was pointing at them and I was talking to him about them when they changed direction and flew right over our heads. I had the fleeting thought, "Wow, that's a lot a birds, the chances are pretty good we get pooped on...no, you're just paranoid." As soon as I thought it, sure enough, something wet and warm hit me in the face, just below my lip. I was really grossed out, but didn't want to make a scene. I told Nathaniel to look at my face and realized bird poop is pretty much clear, so he couldn't see what I was getting at. I asked him to get me a wipe before I threw up. Moral of the story...Never think of the negative side of what could happen. It will.