Last weekend an academic I know successfully defended his thesis. Afterwards, he went out for drinks with his wife and the reviewers on a lovely pub patio, enjoying the beautiful day and the lake view and the pleasant sunshine.
And a seagull crapped directly into his beer. There was splashback.
It certainly counts as a bad way to start the day. Next time, you should clean out the catbox before you go to bed, maybe?
It’s quite an accomplishment for the BIRD, not necessarily for the poster.
If it makes you feel any better, this thread brings back wonderful memories of this hilarious homage to Hitchcock.