You ever have one of THOSE mornings? That starts with a migraine? Which makes you a tad bit cranky? Okay, a whole lot cranky and you think the day can’t possible get any worse, right? Wrong. Fate is an evil, twisted bitch.
Little hammers are pounding away at my temples as I drive to the post office to mail off my latest book contract and OMG. I suddenly get the nose bleed from hell. Using my elbow to steer, I’m desperately searching for tissues with one hand and trying to stop the bleeding with the other.
Well crap, no tissues. Not even a scrap of paper. My poor tee-shirt looks like I was attacked by a serial killer. My blood smeared face is attracting a serious amount of attention from the other drivers. Cell phones are popping up at an alarming rate. Dodging down a back street I make it home without a police escort. I quickly change, stuff some toilet paper up my nose and it’s off to the post office again.
There’s only one lady in line ahead of me and I’m thinking yippee, I’ll be out of here in no time. Fate just snickers.
The harried postal clerk is dealing with a woman who wants a book of stamps but not just any book of stamps will do. Oh no, they have to be the right color and design. The clerk hauls out a large tub filled with an enormous assortment of stamps and starts pulling them out one at a time.
Fifteen minutes later the fashionista is still at it. The line now winds out the front door and why is everyone is staring at my nose? Crap. I quickly pull out the toilet paper and stuff it in my purse.
My temper’s reaching the boiling point. Aw c’mon, there has to be another clerk somewhere in this building and if I don’t get some chocolate pretty soon I’m going postal.
Another five minutes passes and I snapped. “For God’s sake lady, stamps are not a fashion accessory.” Everyone starts clapping and the woman gives me a nasty look, grabs her fashion accessory and stalks off in a huff.
The clerk drops a “this window closed” sign and walks off. Fate chuckles merrily.
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