My fourth encounter with an angel happened at a zoo.
It was not fun.
For those of you who don't have to deal with stupid people, I have to ask HOW do you do it? Where do you find these non-idiots?
This happened at my second job and much like the first and third encounters, it was not my fault.
The zoo had hippos.
A whole pod of them, to be precise.
The bull of the pod was constipated, so the zookeeper had the BRILLIANT idea of stuffing the poor creature with laxatives and hoping for the best.
It took two days to take effect, but oh boy did it work.
Did you know that hippos mark their territory by flinging their poop all over the place?
I didn't.
Once it started raining hippo crap, I got hit in the face with four pounds of the stuff.
It went up my nose. It went in my mouth. It went EVERYWHERE.
And that's when I fell and hit my head again.
As I drifted in and out of consciousness, the fourth angel- Ryan- appeared in my rapidly fading vision.
He had surfer-boy looks, and emerald green wings- and he was obviously trying not to laugh.
" Simon told me you had bad luck... but wow this is something else. Death by suffocating on hippo poop.... Lorelie is gonna get frustrated if you don't die from this."
He stopped cackling when I sneezed hippo poop all over his face.