Irony is a funny thing, though usually only after the fact. In this case, it was funny instantaneously.
The group and I were in Monaco and had just been given a few pieces of advice by our tour guide of sorts: don't walk on the grass, don't be late for meeting back with the group, don't let seagulls steal your food because they're not shy about it... Things like that. Basics, things you can easily follow through with, right? Of course, that was a bit easier anticipated than done. Not long after, Devin, Travis, and I decided to get food. After a bit of looking, I settled on a sandwich and was very much looking forward to eating it in its entirety. As it would happen, irony stepped in in the form of a not-so-shy winged animal. Though aware of the advice given, I unthinkingly had the sandwich essentially advertising thievery by holding it out in the open. Before I had time to even process what had happened, I felt something on my shoulder: it was a seagull foot. A fraction of a second later, I felt its beak powerfully extract and fly away with a good portion of my sandwich. I stood dumbfounded and looked back at Devin and Travis, who started laughing, which, of course, made me laugh. I decided it was best not to continue eating my seagull-tainted-sandwich and parted ways with it, feeling both amused and cheated.
Moral of the story: it could happen to you. Never think you won't be "that guy", because you could be, especially when irony is involved.
Au revoir, mon sandwich.
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