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aerynIf you skip this post, that would be fine. It would probably make your day a brighter place. It's a good idea, even. But this is going on, and so I'm going to make a post about it.
A few weeks ago, I heard chirping in my house. It took me a while to realize that, yes, it was coming from within my house and not directly outside, where there are what seems like millions of birds living in a mulberry tree. My housemates concurred with me that, yes, they heard it too, and it was not just a delusion brought on by stress. We isolated the noises to the kitchen, and then to the area right above the stove.
A little bit later we called the office to tell them that hey, we had birds living in the fan above the stove, and that we would like them removed, please. We even told them that we have a friend who is an avian sciences major and who would be willing to take care of them. (She's already raising quail, a parrot, fish, and a dog, but she offered.)
We did not hear back from the office. For a while, it was almost like having pets. They'd chirp when it was light, and they'd stop as soon as it got dark. It was a little neat, actually, but we really preferred them not being there.
This week, when the chirping stopped completely, we assumed that management had taken care of it.
Today, the third day of 100 degree weather, we were making lunch on the stove. Then we noticed white things dropping out of the fan grate onto the stove.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fiddle_witch assumed they were caterpillars.
No. They were giant maggots.
I called the office quite calmly and asked a receptionist about the work order they said they had filled about the birds. Because, I interrupted him, there were maggots falling on our stove from where we had heard the birds to be.
He sent someone over to check, who tried to convince us that they had actually originated from the brownies on the stove, into which they had fallen. No, we said. Just, no. He called someone on his talk-radio. This other person came and showed him how the fan was an outlet to the outside on the side of the house.
They found dead birds in the duct, and told us to leave the fan on for a few hours. Then they left.
Maggots are still falling out of the fan grate, and I will never eat again.
Now I'm going to play dolphin olympics until the world ends to try to forget this ever happened.
A few weeks ago, I heard chirping in my house. It took me a while to realize that, yes, it was coming from within my house and not directly outside, where there are what seems like millions of birds living in a mulberry tree. My housemates concurred with me that, yes, they heard it too, and it was not just a delusion brought on by stress. We isolated the noises to the kitchen, and then to the area right above the stove.
A little bit later we called the office to tell them that hey, we had birds living in the fan above the stove, and that we would like them removed, please. We even told them that we have a friend who is an avian sciences major and who would be willing to take care of them. (She's already raising quail, a parrot, fish, and a dog, but she offered.)
We did not hear back from the office. For a while, it was almost like having pets. They'd chirp when it was light, and they'd stop as soon as it got dark. It was a little neat, actually, but we really preferred them not being there.
This week, when the chirping stopped completely, we assumed that management had taken care of it.
Today, the third day of 100 degree weather, we were making lunch on the stove. Then we noticed white things dropping out of the fan grate onto the stove.
fiddle_witch assumed they were caterpillars.No. They were giant maggots.
I called the office quite calmly and asked a receptionist about the work order they said they had filled about the birds. Because, I interrupted him, there were maggots falling on our stove from where we had heard the birds to be.
He sent someone over to check, who tried to convince us that they had actually originated from the brownies on the stove, into which they had fallen. No, we said. Just, no. He called someone on his talk-radio. This other person came and showed him how the fan was an outlet to the outside on the side of the house.
They found dead birds in the duct, and told us to leave the fan on for a few hours. Then they left.
Maggots are still falling out of the fan grate, and I will never eat again.
Now I'm going to play dolphin olympics until the world ends to try to forget this ever happened.
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Date: 2008-05-17 01:36 am (UTC)BIRDIES
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Date: 2008-05-17 02:18 am (UTC)i'm going to be sick for 30 days longer noy. ew.
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Date: 2008-05-17 04:25 am (UTC)no subject
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