See, I normally always wear a sensible pair of shoes while walking to and from the train, into work. Today I said "Self, just wear your pink and white sandals - you'll be fine." Besides, I had no room in my back pack this morning.
The straps on BOTH shoes decided to give out. On my way to the station. Going home. Don't ask me how I ended up getting on the train, but I did end up having to walk most of the way home from the train IN MY BARE FEET. Nice. Luckily, it's a short walk on side street, and no one had to see the spaz that is me WALKING IN HER BARE FEET on the dirty pavement.
Stupid Nine West shoes.
2. RBC ATM's
And oh hey! Guess what else Royal Bank?! I get to STAND IN LINE at a branch just so I can get you to exchange it for me! Wow! Cool! Because the whole reason for me GOING to an ATM in the first place is because there are NO branches close to work, or home! *clapping hands*
3. Bird poop
Yes. Bird poop. Because at some point between leaving work and going to the ATM where I was dispensed the bum $20 bill, and my walk to the GO station where my sandals disintegrated, a bird crapped on my head.
So. I'm going to look through my stash, find something (oh, that'll be hard) I don't have to wind up into balls and start something new.
Just. Try. To. Stop. Me.
"Nuh-uh, no way I'm gonna try and stop her! Does it look like I wanna argue with Mom?"
(On a happier note - thanks everyone for your wonderful comments on Amphora! Aw, shucks!)