What is wrong with this week?

[seedee]

Wednesday, July 28th, 9h15:

boss: Morning

me: Morning. I just ran over a bird.

boss: What?

me: I killed a bird. With my car. I'm so sorry about that. *sighs*

boss: I bet the bird is glad to hear that. Oh wait. It's not! It's DEAD.

me: *feels incredibly guilty* It wasn't on purpose! It flew directly under my tire; too fast for me to react.

boss: Oh well... I guess that makes it okay... I just hope the little birds will die fast.

me: *alarmed* What? What little birds?

boss: It's July. Birds are breeding right now. You killed a parent bird. The young ones are gonna die. They're going to sit in their nest, waiting for their mum, but she'll never come.

me: Oh. God. I'm going to hell. *collapses. headdesk*

boss: Did you at least go back and check if it was really dead, that it doesn't have to suffer anymore?

me: What? No! It was on the highway. There was no way to go back and check anything. *defensive*

boss: *looks at me in silence*

me: *eyes brimming with tears*

boss: *grins* Coffee?

Comments

[thimble-kiss.livejournal.com]

*glares at your boss*

You're not going to hell. People who enjoy twisting the knife go to hell. You can tell your boss that from me! ("A random authority on the internet said...")

Seriously, *hugs*. It's feels awful when these things happen. My husband ran into a little Bambi that came bounding over the motorway, once. No chance of stopping in time. Just, :( :( :(

[vanseedee.livejournal.com]

He's such a man. I'll tell him what you said. *hugs you* Thank you for your support.

I'm so sorry about this little bird. I didn't mean to kill it. And I could feel the car going over it. GAH. Can't imagine what it would be like to hit a bambi :'(

[vaysh11.livejournal.com]

*pets* *seconds what thimble kiss said*

I ran over a deer once, and when I tried to check on it (car front wrecked, but I could drive on), it hobbled away in a no-good way. I was devastated. I called the wildlife service. Not sure if they understand one word of what I was saying on their hotline.

[vanseedee.livejournal.com]

That's terrible. I hope it got away and recovered. I've never hit anything bigger than a bird, and this is only the second one, but damn, it doesn't feel good.

[secretsolitaire.livejournal.com]

Aw, your boss is totally sadistic! This sort of thing happens. I hit a deer several years back and felt bad about it, but there was nothing I could have done. I'm sure it's the same with your bird. *hugs*

[vanseedee.livejournal.com]

*hugs you* He found it hilarious that I feel bad about the bird. And I'm so glad it wasn't a bigger animal. Thank you for your support.

[coffee-n-cocoa.livejournal.com]

Your boss is a bad, bad person. *hugs* I ran over a cat several years ago and went back with a flashlight looking for it. I never found a body, and I felt bad for days. I still feel guilty about it now.

*hugs*

[vanseedee.livejournal.com]

He's evil. And he's an expert in inter cultural communications and head of our department that does nothing but help people communicate.

*hugs you* Maybe the cat wasn't badly hurt and recovered? Cats are tough creatures.

[tree00faery.livejournal.com]

Awh. *hugs you*

[vanseedee.livejournal.com]

Thank you ♥

[la-george.livejournal.com]

Awwww honey!!!! There were NO baby birds. In fact, the bird that you killed was an EVIL bird. It was on a mission to destroy the world, killing all sheep everywhere. You did the world a service.

And if that didn't help. HUGSSSSSSSSSS!!!!

Oh, and your boss will accidentally spill icy-hot in his underwear.

[vanseedee.livejournal.com]

I'M THE SAVIOUR OF ALL SHEEP.

You have a gift of always making me feel better. Love you. Have a great week.

[la-george.livejournal.com]

That's what I'm here for. Always want you to feel good. Love you too. My week is going.... Hope yours is great.