Why is it that when a cold front blows in and the wind is so frigid that it cuts right through you, that's when my gas tank is empty and I have to stop to fill up?
Why is it that when I have less than 10 items in the store and can go through the speedy checkout, everyone else in the store has less than 10 items too?
Why is it that when you finally find the laptop you want at the right price, they only have the display computer left?
Why is it that the night I decide that I want cereal for dinner it's the night that we are out of milk?
Why is it that the day I'm presenting strategies to the executive management team is the same day that a random section of my hair protrudes awkwardly off the side of my head?
Why is it that the ice hangs tenaciously in the bottom of the cup regardless of how you tap it until the entire glob of ice plummets onto your face (and shirt) ?
Why is it that the neighborhood is totally abandoned until you get halfway to the newspaper in your nightgown?
Why is it that I always go in and out of my office building alone until the day that I trip over nothing in the parking lot and that day my boss happens along?
Why is it that the zit appears on picture-taking day?
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
2 comments:
'cause.
very unsatisfying.
Post a Comment