one time i was working on a saturday. my office was way down south on southwest parkway.
I took a break for lunch, and went out to a wendy’s down the road.
I took my burger and sat at a bar by the window, facing out,
it was a fine windy day, and there was a flock of pigeons outside, sitting in a line up on the telephone wire.
as I watched, the wind blew them back and forth, their tails bobbing up and down in unison.
all except this one guy, who was facing the opposite direction.
the wind blew, they all rocked, but this guy couldn’t find his balance.
they were arranged in groups of two or three, with some spaces between.
but this guy kept fidgeting, going from the lower wire to the upper wire, jumping to the top of the pole, atop the transformer, back to the upper wire, down to the lower one, and back.
when he jumped to the wire, the other birds would shrug their shoulders, and inch away. indulgently but a little grumpily, I thought.
now down on the lowest wire, I noticed two pigeons off to the side a little.
one was kind of big and the other was smaller, and I imagined they were a boy and a girl.
as I watched, the boy slowly inched toward the girl, and as he got closer, she allowed him up to a point, and then began to slowly inch away.
this went on for a while, the wind blew, the line of pigeons rocked back and forth, all facing the same direction, into the wind, all tails bobbing in unison, except for one.
the boy inched closer to the girl, and she looked at him out of the corner of her eye, and suddenly fidgety pigeon appeared between them, facing the wrong direction, of course!
the boy puffed himself up and inched away, and the girl lit off to the upper wire.
as I finished my burger and left, the big boy bird was just glaring at fidgety pigeon, who, facing the wrong way, stared off into the distance obliviously.
hah. I can relate.