Seriously. I kid you not. Today was that kind of day. As I told my sweet grandmother, it was the funniest bad day I have ever had. Hopefully bad things only come in threes, because I had my three today. Let's say I'm done now, because really? You can't make this stuff up!
1. On my way to work this morning, I stop at Starbucks as always. I go to grab my (new, fabulous Louis Vuitton Speedy 30) purse from my trunk. SMACK. My formerly-new car is not so new anymore. The hatchback trunk doesn't fly all the way up automatically, which means that the latch on my trunk smashed into the top of my head. Hard. I sat and cried for a few seconds, surprised I didn't fall over from such a hard hit. I made it in and ordered my coffee. Sweet barista gave it to me free when she asked what had happened. Crisis averted. Or so I thought.
2. After our big staff meeting, around 11 a.m., I look over at one of my two beta fish. (Red Fish and Blue Fish are there names - and no, they are both red.) Well, they were. Blue fish went belly up overnight. No idea why. Strike two for my day.
3. I finally get a break in the afternoon, and I pick up Blue Fish and his little cylinder of a tank and head to flush him. Standing in the single-stall bathroom, the water empties. Blue Fish doesn't. He's stuck on the lip of the vase. In the midst of trying to figure out how to get him out of it, the heavy river rocks that gave him a cute little habitat? Well, they get heavier. And all of them are leaning on the thin wall of glass that makes up the side. Not the heavy bottom. Poof. Everything shatters in my hands, half if the toilet and half - well, not. No less than 7 people were outside the bathroom door at this time, talking in a little group. They heard the crash. I opened the door, mortified and slightly sad - and fairly bemused. All of this took place in front of my boss' boss and other high-ups. It was insane. They laughed. I cleaned.
SO really? That was my day. I'm hoping tomorrow is better - and maybe just not QUITE so funny, right?