A Very Close Call . . .

About 10:15 this morning, I found out that I had a very close call. Arguably one of the closest calls of my mundane life!!! At about that time I was in the local Circle K. The nice clerk lady apologetically informed me that I had bird poop on my shirt collar. Never had that happen before. I don't know when or where it happened. I left the house and took some Norway bound cookie cutters to the Post Office. Nothing was said there. Then I went to the local grocery store. Lots of those little old blue haired ladies blocking the aisles with their carts . . . One lady turned her cart sideways, then looked for whatever she was lookin for . . . Nothing was said there . . . me to the lady or to me about the collar. Nothin was said till Circle K . . . Well, I just thought you should know . . .

And in case you are wonderin, I changed my shirt when I returned home . . .