What a day.

It seems The Fates have conspired against me on every front today. I won’t go in to most of it but lets just accept that today has been extremely frustrating all day long.

For lunch I grabbed my voice recorder eager to make an Audio Lunch Hour as I walked and to try to salvage some good in the day … but The Fates would not allow even that simple pleasure.

But the crowning moment (so far) was when The Fates - not satisfied with merely my generally foul mood - decided to add insult to injury with … The Dribble Glass.

There I am minding my own business in Jimmy Johns, waiting for my sub, having taken my first enjoyable breath of relief all day, and I take a sip of my Diet Coke.

Unfortunately my cup had a faulty lid or something an diet coke poured down the front my shirt. I just stood there - a spectacle - and noded as I offered a defeated “of course” to The Fates.

As if the act itself isn’t bad enough I now have - on my nice white shirt - a cola colored trail of evidence from my chin to my belt for everyone else to enjoy and ask about for the rest of this miserable day.

/sigh

One day … one day I’m going to win the lottery and I’m going to have so much money and free time that not even The Fates will be able to ruin me … one day.

Maybe I’ll put up a pay-pal donations button or something … ah who am I kidding - it’s pulling teeth just to get the ‘the regulars’ here to comment on a blog.

stupid day … STUPID DRIBBLE GLASS!!