'Til The Cows Come Home

Someone To Watch Over Me

Dear Higher Power,
 
Today as I was returning to the office from lunch I realized I had an extra fifteen minutes to kill so I decided to sit in the plaza and relax.  There was an empty bench under some trees and a chair next to the fountain.  I started towards the bench but something moved me at the last second to veer towards the chair.  I sat down to commence my relaxation.  A few minutes later a woman sat down on the bench to eat her lunch.  She had just opened her carry-out dish when she suddenly screamed in horror as a pigeon pooped all over her and her meal.
 
Whoever/Wherever/Whatever you are, I wanted to say thank you for guiding me to the chair by the fountain and giving me a good laugh and sparing me from a shitty Monday.
 
Yours,
 
MAK