This previous weekend I was paid a visit by my younger sister who made me realize just how much of an out of shape college student I am by taking me bowling. I was unaware of just how sore one’s legs and rear end could manage to become from simply rolling an eight pound ball down a slick lane. The next morning I was waddling down the three flights of stairs from my apartment to my car to attend French class. After a painful ten minute struggle to hoist myself in my car, I was on my way.
There is a zoo at my school and for one reason or another, there are a few animals that are permitted to roam the campus at their own leisure. As I parked I didn’t pay too much attention to the two male peacocks standing nearby other cars in the lot as I continued my penguin walk to class.
After class I was relieved at the realization I no longer had to sit in a hard chair and I found my way to my vehicle. Continuing my awkward stiff walk, I keep my eyes downcast to avoid any eye contact with fellow students who may be alarmed by my hobbit waddle.
When I get close to my car I am greeted by an alarming screech coming from in front of me which startles me and makes all my sore muscles tense up even more which caused a great deal of momentary pain. It appears that this peacock has decided that my car is now his and will not let me near his new toy. He continues screaming at me while strutting back and forth while I just stand awkwardly not knowing what one is supposed to do in a situation like this where one is confronted by a territorial bird. As another car drives by, the large bird is startled and tries to turn between two cars and becomes wedged for a second and a half and his immediate reaction is to start flailing. I still haven’t moved from my original position as I stare in disbelief that such a strange thing is happening before me.
After this new car parks nearby, the peacock decides to defend his territory and struts over to the new intruder. To make matters worse for this deranged creature, there is now a threatening looking peacock staring him down from inside the vehicles shiny bumper which is a threat that requires much more urgent attention than guarding his new car he had claimed. Seeing this as my opening to quickly hobble to my car door, I ease myself in and take off to try and make it back up the three flights of stairs to my cozy bed waiting for me.
How I love territorial peacocks with ADD.
