So I pulled into the car wash to get the road treatment rinsed from my vehicle (this winter in Springfield has been about 2″ of snow and 6″ of road treatments to melt the snow before the sun did, which it failed to do).
And as I’m rolling and before the door behind me closes completely, I see a bird fly in. And they perch on the equipment:
He did not give my vehicle any extra polish, but that would be a very ill omen indeed.