Rain, on your wedding day… unless the bride’s name is “Stormy”. If it is, you should really check into her past…
Finding out, after working beside her for years, that your twin sister was born on the exact same day as you were and in the same hospital…
Dreaming that the flight you will be taking for a work trip crashes, so refusing the next day to fly out, getting fired, sitting idle at home and what should come on television…? Crash.
A guy named “John” dying on a toilet while waiting for a prostitute. It might be considered ironic if it didn’t happen so damned often…
Spending so much time on your lottery “system” that you neglect to study for your probability class.
Naming your child “Caesar”, and watching him slowly work his way up the corporate ladder until he becomes a grape-picker in California.
Having a song stuck in your head while your head is stuck in a banister railing.
Picking up a ghost hitchhiker on a lonely country road, then finding out her name is “Stormy” and she picks grapes.
Learning martial arts your whole life, then getting into a fight with a smaller and weaker man and just when it looks like your are going to win, you find a quarter on the sidewalk.
Copying the definition of “plagiarism” out of a dictionary.