How You Know it’s Going to be a Bad Day

You accidentally poke your toothbrush into your eye.

You find the prize that was in your cereal box, partially chewed, partially unwrapped and in your stool.

On your way to work, the radio station you always listen to changes format from rock and roll to an all haunted house sound effects station.

You wake up wondering if your wife is still angry about the previous night but she seems calm and asleep; then, you notice that your shins were broken while you slept.

You feed the dog, then it throws up on the kitchen floor; then, your toddler throws up on the dog. They both run away before your wife can break their shins.

On your way to work, you pick up a ghost-hitchhiker and deliver her to the graveyard where she was buried forty years ago; then, you notice that she took all the change in your cup holder.

An eagle flies over you and drops a dead raccoon through your sun roof.

You get pulled over for Conspiracy to Exceed the Speed Limit, which is a RICO violation where you can be tried individually for everyone who was speeding while you were on the road.

An eagle flies over you and drops a LIVE raccoon through your sun roof.

On your way into the office, you find a discarded oil lamp of Western Asian design. You rub off the sand and a genie appears before you and offers to grant you one wish; but, instead of the money or power or a hot genius billionaire wife, you draw a blank, panic and ask for a urinary tract infection.

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