My Lucky Day

Life is made up of a series of moments.  And some days none of those moments go your way.  At some point all you can do is sit back and laugh at it all.

My bad luck started when I left work Tuesday.  The maintenance guys left a note in my apartment that they couldn't figure out how to fix my countertop dishwasher connection, and were giving up.  I drove to Lowes looking for what I thought was a simple part:  a sink adapter for the dishwasher or a couple ball bearings to replace the ones I lost.  After half an hour of looking around the store,  a helpful employee suggested I would have better luck at a real hardware store (his words, not mine).  Silly me, looking for hardware in Lowes' "hardware" section.

Somewhat annoyed, I looked at my calendar.  It's wasn't Sunday!  I decided to pickup Chick-fil-a for dinner.  That's when the real fun began.  Halfway home, the car in front of me stopped suddenly on a hill, causing my delicious waffle fries to be thrown from the bag.  Goodbye, tasty potato goodness.  When I got home, I leaned over my drink to pickup the fries.  I must have hit the straw just right, because when I picked up the drink there was a hole in the bottom.  Goodbye, tasty Coke Zero.  So I set down my chicken sandwich in the warm apartment, and grabbed some paper towels to soak up the pools of Coke in my cup holders (which are, oddly enough, waterproof).  By the time I got back inside, it was too late.  Garfield had stolen my delicious Chick-fil-a sandwich.  My delicious Chick-fil-a sandwich, gone to the dogs.  Er, cats.

 But that's okay, because I have The Internet.  You can find anything on The Internet!  I fired up Google, and decided to see if I could find a replacement part for my countertop dishwasher.  No such luck.  Apparently there is not a single store that sells appliance parts online (at least that's listed in Google).  Come to think of it, that would be a brilliant startup company.  But I'm getting off track.  The Internet had failed me.

Deciding to play it safe given my streak of luck, I decided to watch some TV and go to bed at a reasonable hour.  I woke up 10 hours later, late for work.  While it's hard not to admire that kind of sleeping expertise, being late to work is never good.  So I rushed in without breakfast only to find... our morning meeting canceled, and myself hungry for no reason.

On my way to lunch, my GPS decides to take me to the middle of nowhere instead of a tasty food-place.  Doh!  Fast forward to after lunch.  I'm trying to make plans to go to a movie on Friday, but Rave decides not to put their showtimes online.  So we're going.... sometime Friday?

Back to more ongoing fun, I'm still trying to figure out where one of my Christmas presents went.  Relatives sent it to my old address, where someone in the apartment office signed for it and then released it to the current resident (despite having my name on the box).  I've been trying for a month to get it back with no success.  So today I accidentally called my current apartment complex to see what was going on with it.  I'm sure they think I'm crazy by now (which may not be far from the truth).  When I got a hold of my old apartments, the property manager was conveniently out of the office.  Considering that she never returns my calls, this does not bode well for getting back my gift.

I wonder if I can buy a shamrock somewhere locally.  Who am I kidding?  With my luck the cat would eat the clover.  (o_O)