Bitch on the Blog

October 15, 2016

Don’t send chocolate

Filed under: Amusement,Dizzy,Exasperation,Observations — bitchontheblog @ 20:45
Tags: ,

As Lovely Lorna (LL) suggested the other day, I do need a break. Luck. Hope that saying about seven years of … followed by seven years of … is NOT correct. It’s so depressing. Mind you, I have always liked the “seven” times table. Particularly when we got to seven times seven (49).

I do not put any fault at Lady Luck’s door. Not least because I am convinced that if luck weren’t on my side I’d be long dead. Possibly, most likely, not even born. Which, of course, and I only learnt this recently (where have I been all my life?) that there is a particular school of thought which advocates that paradise is to never been born. Maybe. To me life is a bonus. Even when shite at times. At least you are alive.

Where were we? Luck. Yes, so to continue my saga of unfortunate mishaps, today I slipped. Don’t say Lady Luck wasn’t on my side. I could have broken something. I didn’t. I will, no doubt, have a bruise on my lovely right buttock, but am not concussed though did hit the tarmac with the back of my head. Neither, for once, did I break a wrist.

My sister, the youngest, once asked me, rather impatiently, why I kept breaking my arms. THERE MUST BE A REASON, she said. I have no idea what she was implying. Obviously THERE is a reason. Like, in this case, the lovely combo of autumn’s fine drizzle and leaves falling. And yes, I was wearing flat shoes. I slipped. Simple, ain’t it?

Anyway, to compound temporary shock, all my coins scattered all over the place. Thus I found myself ten p (in Dollars probably 15 cents – who knows with Pound Sterling plunging) short. So, limping along as best I could without showing the limp, I asked a couple of guys outside a pub for ten pence short of my  four remaining pounds. Sweethearts, I tell you, it’s hard to believe the relationship some people do have with money. Remember ten pence. Not ten pounds. Not a hundred. Not a thousand. Ten measly peeeeeeeeeeeee.

The moment someone asks you WHAT you need money FOR is the moment you know you won’t get it. He wouldn’t let go. Kept asking me what I needed 10 p for. He even suggested that, no doubt, his continued questioning could be interpreted as “intrusive”. Indeed. I told him to forget it.  May Karma bite his behind. When in need find a taxi driver. Mean they ain’t. Neither do they ask questions. Thus I was able to make the purchase I’d gone out for in the first place.

On my return, naturally, I found my key unable to open the door.

Safely ensconed in my abode once more, living to tell the tale, yours,

U

Advertisements

9 Comments »

  1. Okay, you say on the whole you’ve had good luck. So I will wish you better luck, outstanding luck, etc. You could use things to go better for you, for a while at least! Fingers crossed for you.

    Comment by Cheerful Monk — October 15, 2016 @ 20:55 | Reply

    • Thank you for your good wishes, Jean. However, I don’t understand what you mean by “you could use things to go better for you, for a while at least”. Use what “things”?

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — October 15, 2016 @ 20:58 | Reply

    • Like not being robbed, not falling down, not being affected by Brexit, etc.

      Comment by Cheerful Monk — October 15, 2016 @ 22:18 | Reply

  2. Have a break then!

    Comment by John — October 15, 2016 @ 22:24 | Reply

  3. The laws of probabilities would seem to be going through some sort of distortion in a highly localized region around U.

    Comment by Looney — October 16, 2016 @ 04:22 | Reply

    • Distortion, Looney? Not really. Life is pretty random – in my experience. And full of surprises and the unexpected. But you are right in as much as in recent times I have started reassuring people that, on the whole, I am not a walking disaster area.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — October 16, 2016 @ 08:47 | Reply

  4. It’s a good thing you are so resilient

    Comment by Kylie — October 16, 2016 @ 05:35 | Reply

  5. “though he fall, he shall not be cast headlong, for the LORD upholds his hand.” Psalm 37:24

    Comment by rummuser — October 16, 2016 @ 10:41 | Reply


RSS feed for comments on this post. TrackBack URI

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Blog at WordPress.com.

%d bloggers like this: