Sometimes you get lucky. Yeah, sure you do.
Like this morning. The drive to work was downright delightfully free of the normal homicidal traffic. “Must be my lucky day,” I thought to myself.
Ha! How naive. Would someone please take a Lousiville Slugger to my skull and wake me up from my stupidity. I lost mind mind, just for a moment, and forgot my powers of negativity.
This afternoon when the mail carrier failed to pick our outgoing crappy widgets it finally dawned on me.
Today is some sort of holiday!
D’oh! That’s right. Today is go-out-and-by-some-shit day. Hello, my name is Abyss and I’ll be your shit vendor today.
Argh! What I stupidly thought was “luck” was actually the exact opposite. I was the poor sap at work while most everyone else was enjoying a bonus day off.
holiday – a day that you go to work like always while most everyone else gets to relax.