Birds.
For a long time I was a regular recipient of bird shit during my lunch break, and the amusement of my peers that goes with it. I have endured magpie and plover attacks. Seagulls and other pests stealing my fishing bait and an eagle stealing my fish. But today...it was something new.
Standing on the train station I was swooped by a small bird, I'm thinking butcher bird. It hit the side of my head, drew blood, then flew up to the power line and laughed.
And laughed. And laughed some more. Angry fist shaking.