Incidents.
Working in a sub-basement where I pretty much only encounter humans means I've been paying a lot more attention to plant and animal wildlife, to the point today I tried to have a conversation with a parrot and caught a cockroach.
The parrot happened after work, when I was walking back to my apartment. I heard some weird not-quite-speech sounds coming from above and saw a group of adults and a couple of children looking up at a townhouse's third-story window, so I looked to see what they were looking at, and saw a parrot hanging out on the AC unit and chatting with a little girl. It was deliberately exchanging sounds with her, if not meaningful information, and did the same when I whistled at it. So that's something definitely in its favor.
The roach happened at work. There are a fair amount of dead roach bodies around the corridors, so when I saw a small roach-shaped object I thought it was just another one. Then it moved. Not fast, or well. Just poking around and flinging its antennae any which way. I almost wanted to squish it with something, like the paint can we'd been using as a doorstopper, but then I thought better of that and trapped it with a large roll of packing tape and a tissue box. My co-worker was duly impressed, and we agreed it wasn't going to be around much longer - it's not hospitable down there for anything in the long term. Not even cockroaches. So I nudged it out of the room and it scuttled down the corridor, and was soon gone.
Whether or not that'll count in my favor remains to be seen, but it was enjoyable just the same.
The parrot happened after work, when I was walking back to my apartment. I heard some weird not-quite-speech sounds coming from above and saw a group of adults and a couple of children looking up at a townhouse's third-story window, so I looked to see what they were looking at, and saw a parrot hanging out on the AC unit and chatting with a little girl. It was deliberately exchanging sounds with her, if not meaningful information, and did the same when I whistled at it. So that's something definitely in its favor.
The roach happened at work. There are a fair amount of dead roach bodies around the corridors, so when I saw a small roach-shaped object I thought it was just another one. Then it moved. Not fast, or well. Just poking around and flinging its antennae any which way. I almost wanted to squish it with something, like the paint can we'd been using as a doorstopper, but then I thought better of that and trapped it with a large roll of packing tape and a tissue box. My co-worker was duly impressed, and we agreed it wasn't going to be around much longer - it's not hospitable down there for anything in the long term. Not even cockroaches. So I nudged it out of the room and it scuttled down the corridor, and was soon gone.
Whether or not that'll count in my favor remains to be seen, but it was enjoyable just the same.

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