I would like to start off by saying I'm not a bad person.
However, a recent string of bad luck has me thinking that the gods believe otherwise.
The bad luck started when I walked into Forever 21 and was not greeted by an employee dressed like Tia/Tamara Mowry circa "Sister Sister." In fact, I was not greeted at all. I took this really personally at first, but soon realized that the store was severely understaffed after seeing the ridiculously long checkout line. Then came my second stroke of bad luck. Ordinarily, I would have turned around and walked right out of that greeterless store. But I was going to school in two days and I needed to exchange a skirt. Going against my nature, instincts and everything inside of me, I waited in that line for upwards of 20 minutes. I hatefully eyed everyone around me until I settled on a poor redhead to unleash my internal fury on. I continued mentally hating on her until it was my turn to approach the register. She was probably wondering why I was staring at her for so long, and I hate that about her too.
Did I find everything okay today?
Well no, considering I wasn't looking for anything except an available worker to find this skirt in a medium because the small was obviously too ambitious.
Then came what I would consider the worst part of my day. There was not one godforsaken black twill skater skirt, size mediu in the entire store. This store is literally the size of my high school.
I left feeling dejected, hungry and so many more emotions that were quickly forgotten when I plowed into a speeding vehicle in the parking lot. The wreck was definitely my fault, but it was this lady's fault for existing. And for that I may never forgive her.
The damage was worst than expected, but I'm also a very optimistic person who knows nothing about cars. No, the bumper cannot be popped back on (I still don't understand why), and no, I do not get to take the car to school with me anymore.
After this unfortunate outing, I've realized I need to work on my karma.
As with everything else in life, the internet has made this easy to do from the comfort of my home. One quick visit to www.gofundme.com later and I was drowning in options to spend my good-karma dollars on. Here are some of the causes I find most worthy:
I, too, have done this. The shorts were ugly and my legs were cold.
As long as he doesn't use the car to go get groceries or anything like that, I'll donate.
This makes me think of spring break.
I'll admit I made this one. I also admit that its progress is a little embarrassing.
I'm hoping to get double karma points by both donating to the fund of my choosing and inspiring people who read this (my mom) to donate too.
Additionally, I was slapped in the face with reality while looking through these pages. While I was busy mourning the loss of my front bumper, I never even stopped to think that some people don't have a car at all. The man in GoFundMe #2 probably wishes he had a bumper to lose. I can be such a brat.
I'm feeling charitable and in touch with reality. Did Mother Theresa have chronically bad luck? She didn't according to her Wikipedia page I just consulted. Hopefully, the karma tides turn for me too.
