To Crow or Not to Crow?

Monday morning, a potentially difficult time for many people, turned out to be a strange one for me. My car, George (yes that's his name), is in the shop waiting for a new transmission so I'm using the transit system to make my way to work. I got off the bus, walked a few steps when a crow comes from behind and flies so close that I can almost feel the hair, short as it is, on my head move. Thinking that it was a one-off experience I didn't spend too much time thinking about it. I had to run to the bank before I went to work and then couldn't resist the lure of treats at Starbucks as I walked by. As I was tucking the treat into my purse planning on eating it later I was buzzed again by a crow...just as close as the first time. Thinking that it must have seen my treat I thought that now it was out of sight I would be okay...not so! It happened again!! Then a fourth time, only this time my hair didn't just move because of the breeze...the crow made contact. Never having been attacked by a crow I wasn't too sure what was happening. I started walking to work looking behind me with my hands close to my head. I was actually scared. I didn't know what to do...the thought occured to me to run or to duck into the nearest business that was open but I needed to get to work. So I kept walking to work constantly checking behind me to see if any crows were following me. I didn't get buzzed again by a crow but I was crossing the street and a driver checking for traffic neglected to check for pedestrians. She came within spitting distance of hitting me and then kept driving after I moved away. I began to think that I should get back on the bus and go home but before I left the house I was testing a torch that was acting up during a class and it became a flame thrower which I couldn't turn off! So going home didn't seem like a much better solution. One of the first customers in the store that morning mentioned that she thought the crows were after my earrings to decorate their nest with. Someone else told me that they like blonds and redheads! I decided it was time to stop mentioning the story...I was getting worried about going home. Thankfully it was an uneventful trip. Today I was meeting some friends at Starbucks and before I got off the bus I put my earrings in my pocket...no sense in taking any unnecessary chances! :-)