It could be worse...

This afternoon during lunch, I ran [drove] to the Wachovia Center to pick up my Kenny Chesney tickets, went to the bank, and stopped to pick up lunch. It was such a nice day I had the windows down and the moonroof wide open. When I returned to the office. I concidered leaving the roof open since it was such a nice day. I decided to close it and crack one of the windows 'just in case' it rained. When 5pm rolled around and it was time to leave for the day - I looked up - and what do I see but a big splat of bird shit right dead center in the moonroof glass. Funny how close that actually was to being all over my seats. This is noteworthy because I beleive it was the only thing that went right all week...