Not-So-Lucky: Monday Morning Chronicles.

I've written before about the funny, awkward moments I tend to attract in life. I have a TON I need to work into a blog post soon. But yesterday, I realized that the last several Mondays, some weird stuff has happened. And I was trying to think about something that had to do with luck since it's St. Patrick's day, but since unlucky is probably more accurate, here I am to tell you about my Monday Morning Chronicles. You're Welcome.

Last month on a Monday morning, I was walking up the stairs in my parking garage. Some dude was in such a hurry that he literally shoved me TO THE GROUND in order to run past me. I feel like it probably goes without saying that he did not apologize, but I feel like it should be noted anyway--he did not apologize for throwing me on the ground. Happy Monday.

Last week, I'm driving to work and I hear someone start screaming. I turn and see that the car next to me is waving their middle fingers at me like they were competing in the middle-finger waving olympics. Apparently they were trying to get over into my lane and I didn't see them, and they were mad about that.

So they threw a cigarette into my car.

Naturally.

Yesterday, I took my dog outside right after I woke up. Thirty minutes and a shower later, I was back outside, leaving for work. A policeman stopped me at the door and told me how much better I looked after I had a cup of coffee. "I mean, what a transformation. Don't stop drinking the stuff."

Thank you?

Mondays are weird. Bring on the weekend.