I blame everything bad that happened on Friday on the fact that it was the 13th.
- I dropped milk on the ground.
- I dropped coffee beans on the ground.
- I got my sleeve wet in the sink. (worst out of it all)
- I had a customer bitch at me because we didn’t have a certain type of donut.
- A customer came in five minutes before close.
- I almost hit another god damn deer on my way home.
- Saw my ex at walmart, she smiled awkwardly, I pretended to disappear…it was good fun.
- I stepped in a puddle.
- I got attacked by a fox.
- I then tripped and hit my head on a rock resulting in my demise.
Ok so everything except the last two things happened, but I was so close to 10 I just wanted to make it.
ALL HAIL THE TERRIBLENESS OF FRIDAY THE 13TH!!!!