We all know the feeling; you're walking down a city street or through a city park and your foot slips as you’re taking a step. You look down, hoping to find a small pile of wet leaves or mud, but inevitably you've just stepped in and slid across dog crap. It's a major inconvenience. Because some busy pet owner can't clean up after his Pekingese, one either must smell like crap for the bus ride and then for the first half hour of one's day (either that or you've got to drag your foot along the ground as if you've been injured trying to scrape the crap from your shoe sole.
At any rate, I was walking through Adams Morgan at around lunchtime today when I felt the telltale slip. Quickly considering my the way my day was going to that point, I immediately dismissed the possibility that I'd slipped on wet leaves, nope, it was definitely dog droppings. I was oddly satisfied with the world as I turned to look to make sure my assumption was correct; I thought to myself: "There is no way the universe would have let this be a pile of leaves under my shoe, it is certainly a pile of dog shit."
As I looked, I was momentarily surprised to find that it was, in fact, not dog droppings I'd stepped in; nope, I'd stepped on and skidded through dead rat.
Never underestimate the power of the universe to subvert predictions, to defy expectations, and to make you make you wonder, just for a moment, "if there is a supreme being up there, what exactly did I do to piss him off."
Posted by cs at April 22, 2005 2:19 PM