My dear work friend, Amanda, has a bird fetish. She absolutely hates birds and is scared to death of them. She celebrates when they accidentally fly into our windows at work. She detests their beady little eyes and thinks they are worthless creatures that just fly randomly around and might on a slight chance happen to fly into her.
The poor little red bird above, with the letter opener sticking out of it's back, has been going back and forth between us for several weeks. I hide it somewhere around or in Amanda's desk and when she would find it she hid it in my area. It all started when Amanda stuck a feather in my purse and I didn't find it until I got home one night. So, I naturally texted her to let her know that this meant WAR.
After the bird passed back and forth between us a few times, you can imagine my horror when the little bird was secretly tucked in her desk drawer and she opened the drawer and saw him and stabbed him right in the back. I just don't know what to say about that! Now she has her kill proudly stuck in the handle of her cabinet drawers for all to see. I am afraid to carry our little game any further because it could very well send her rage over the edge.
I don't know if she needs therapy at this point, but she does also have a strong aversion to midgets, clowns and anything with feathers. Bless her little heart! I don't know how anyone could hate a cute little birdie!!
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