Where I work, four Canadian geese have made the parking lot their home. We’ve so far not disputed this relationship… Partially because we like to think we live in harmony with all Creation. But mostly it’s because they’re frickin’ geese. They are mean, nasty creatures and we’re rightfully afraid to approach them.
Last week, the geese showed signs that they weren’t satisfied with our mere surrender of possession over the property. Two of them took to the roof to intimidate us from high ground; honking their toll of conquest. The remaining two stationed themselves near the building’s entryway and accosted anyone who dared venture in or out.
This week, they’ve relaxed their campaign to evict us. Perhaps our company sacrificed a middle manager for them as tribute. However, I think it’s more likely that the geese have realized that it’s just easier to rob us at gunpoint as we head to our cars every evening.