Today, artwork that I had been working on for months was destroyed, leaving me almost in tears. The culprit? A lonely pigeon who'd got into the room and shat all over it. FML
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Fall
Dead leaves, the first cold of the season and an umbrella flipped inside out: fall, the season of grace.
Today, a bird flew into the workshop where I work, gave itself a tour of the place, then promptly pooped on my lunch and left. FML
Today, I finished a painting I'd spent 3 weeks working on for an exhibition. When I came back from lunch, my cat was perched above it on my desk. He looked at me, then down at the painting, then jumped down onto it. He slipped and smeared the wet paint everywhere, ruining the whole thing. FML
Today, I was finishing up my art project that was due the next day. I was really tired and fell asleep on my table. Three hours later, I woke up to find my project torn to bits. I went out and saw my cat vomiting out feathers and other materials I used for my project. FML
Today, just when I thought my day couldn't get any worse, a bird shat on my lunch. FML
Today, I killed a pigeon. It choked to death on a piece of bread I threw its way. FML
Today, I was looking through an old box of personal artwork when I realised the entire box was damp. This was all my own art from the past 3 years, smudged and smelling of cat urine. I was supposed to showcase some of it in a competition winning gallery this month. FML
Today, I realized that since I started working full time, the only friend I have left is my cat. Lonely and bored out of my mind, I told him about my day. He decided to end the conversation by shitting on the floor. FML
Today, I found out that my art project, the one I've been working on for the last two weeks and the first piece I felt really comfortable about turning in, was stolen out of the art cupboard. FML
Today, I moved into my new apartment complex. I left some items including a cherished painting my best friend made for me outside the front door while I moved furniture into my bedroom. When I went back outside, someone had kicked a huge hole in the painting. Welcome to the neighborhood. FML
Today, I was unloading tile boxes out of my pickup truck into this lady's garage. As I grabbed the last 50-pound box, a passing bird shat on my forehead. Green ooze ran down my whole face. FML
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Top comments
leary96 15
Now they are all abstract and speak of societies crappy expectations.
martin8337 36
So sorry to hear that.
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Comments (112)
Epikouros 32
YDI. How could something so delicate survive transport, or tourists and cleaners bumping into it?
QueenofWheels 13
What?
RedPillSucks 33
Damn! Everybody's a critic. Even pigeons.
Artes 4
You should have taken more caution with something so important!
anrou8 9
you sometimes cant do anything about it, that kind of stuff just happens :(
thatADHDdude 21
That really sucks OP, shit happens I guess. Only advice I can give is keep your windows closed or at least put a screen on them. Good luck!
slipstreak 10
And that, my friend, is why we close our windows.
MidnaLink 35
There's this lovely invention for your window you may wanna try. It's called a window mesh. Allows all the air in, but keeps nasty birds out.
91hayek 31
Sounds like I'm imprisoning myself on account of flying vermin. No thanks I have a house and windows for my own enjoyment. I will not be incarcerated by the fear of bird poop! No pigeon will take my freedom! SIC SEMPER TYRANNIS!
PewDiePie_Lover 14
*Mikasa voice* "Eren......"
ErinPinelli 24
POTATO @102
Soulless_95 20
As a fellow artist, I feel your pain. My condolences for your loss.
chris907222 5
What a crappy experience
Drnavid 13
Try painting the pigeon's shit. This mightbe an artwork by itself.
jh921971 10
If you smear it on the painting you will have a lovely cloud :P