No, really -
So I wake up this morning, and saw this apparition floating about 4 feet above my bed. I thought, "Crap! I left the ceiling fan on!" but then it spoke to me like, "Heeeeey youuuus, you ready?"
"For what?"
"Your daaaay."
"Yeah. What manner of freakish floaty devil are you?"
"I - am Karma. And I will be assisting you with your daaaay todaaaay. Okaaaay?"
"Okay," I say and we go off.
I get like, probably to the end of my road before I realize, "Crap! I left my assignment on my computer at the house!" I have to get someone to email it to me at work now, right? Well, Karma laughs.
Whatever.
I walk in the doors at work and realize instantly, "Crap! I don't have my wallet!" Now I have to go home before class tonight 'cuz I can't drive to Tampa without it, right? Karma laughs again.
...
I clock in and walk into my office and my desk is scattered with to-do's from everyone in the company, my neat/clean workspace looks like a paper mill shit on it, and my computer has two messages on it telling me "the system has recovered from a severe error!" as if to say, "YOU LUCKY I EVEN ALIVE TODAY HOMBRE!" I'm just standing there with a disgusted look on my face. Karma is rolling on the floor laughing.
?
I have to leave early today to make it to class early. I have just been called to Brooksville to fix a systems issue. I looked at Karma, as if to silently ask, "This is going to make me late to class tonight, isn't it?" Karma smiled and started shaking trying to hold the laughter in the back of her throat.
Screw you, Karma. I don't want you putting anything in my food during lunch, so just leave now.
This morning has been entirely unneccessary.
And Karma's a bitch.
"For what?"
"Your daaaay."
"Yeah. What manner of freakish floaty devil are you?"
"I - am Karma. And I will be assisting you with your daaaay todaaaay. Okaaaay?"
"Okay," I say and we go off.
I get like, probably to the end of my road before I realize, "Crap! I left my assignment on my computer at the house!" I have to get someone to email it to me at work now, right? Well, Karma laughs.
Whatever.
I walk in the doors at work and realize instantly, "Crap! I don't have my wallet!" Now I have to go home before class tonight 'cuz I can't drive to Tampa without it, right? Karma laughs again.
...
I clock in and walk into my office and my desk is scattered with to-do's from everyone in the company, my neat/clean workspace looks like a paper mill shit on it, and my computer has two messages on it telling me "the system has recovered from a severe error!" as if to say, "YOU LUCKY I EVEN ALIVE TODAY HOMBRE!" I'm just standing there with a disgusted look on my face. Karma is rolling on the floor laughing.
?
I have to leave early today to make it to class early. I have just been called to Brooksville to fix a systems issue. I looked at Karma, as if to silently ask, "This is going to make me late to class tonight, isn't it?" Karma smiled and started shaking trying to hold the laughter in the back of her throat.
Screw you, Karma. I don't want you putting anything in my food during lunch, so just leave now.
This morning has been entirely unneccessary.
And Karma's a bitch.