So last week, there was a message from the apartment complex on my door. It said that they would be putting up screens on everyone's balconies and porches, since pidgeons and other birds had become a problem. Now, I had never had a problem with avian wildlife infiltrating my balcony, but on the other hand, I figured I could now leave my balcony door open and enjoy a nice breeze without inviting insects. So they come and install the screens, no big deal.
So I get home from work this morning, and I sleep until 3 PM, as is usual this month. (I HATE working nights.) And when I wake up, there are no less than three pidgeons on my balcony. How did they get there? I don't know. And clearly they don't know either, because they can't get back out, and are making an unholy noise (and mess). Naturally, the screens are nailed and screwed into the building frame, and I lent all my tools to some people at work. So my last resort is to cut a flap into the screen and pin it up with an extra nail I have lying around. Of course, the birds are completely ignoring this, and are content to perch on the fence that separates my balcony from my neighbor's, chirping and flapping and ****ting all over the place.
Goddamnit.
So I get home from work this morning, and I sleep until 3 PM, as is usual this month. (I HATE working nights.) And when I wake up, there are no less than three pidgeons on my balcony. How did they get there? I don't know. And clearly they don't know either, because they can't get back out, and are making an unholy noise (and mess). Naturally, the screens are nailed and screwed into the building frame, and I lent all my tools to some people at work. So my last resort is to cut a flap into the screen and pin it up with an extra nail I have lying around. Of course, the birds are completely ignoring this, and are content to perch on the fence that separates my balcony from my neighbor's, chirping and flapping and ****ting all over the place.
Goddamnit.
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