Today, in Victoria station, a bird shat on my head - no, more than my head, my face, from the side of which it dribbled onto the arm of my coat...
I told my roommates + honorary member Mike about it (all for a laugh), and these are their various responses:
1) He was aiming for you! (Mike)
2) It's good luck. Now your day can only go up. (Majidah)
3) Fuuuuck...! Shiiit! ("Yeah, that's exactly what it was.") In my country, they say that this is good luck. This happened to me once, and my friend said so. And I say, well, you can have this luck then. (Ivo)
4) It's God's blessings. ("Why?" "I don't know...it's just what they say.") (Efua)
Well, if God wants to rain His blessings on my head (or my face), I say: "Bring it on."