Damn Friday the 13th and Monday

I thought I got off fairly easy on Friday the 13th nothing real bad happened to me, but what really happened was that it waited till today and caught me off guard.I was at work and we have been fairly busy because of our favorite Bentonville customer decided to change their damn sales flags once again and we have been catering to their every need.So if your out shopping at these stores and the sales flags looks like shit you know who to blame......., me I ok'd a bunch of shitty looking flags just so we could get the job done.Anyways back to the point, I was moving a pallet with rolls on it with a pallet jack and for some reason I couldn't get the damn thing to move forward when I pushed on it.So I spun it around to where I could look at it and see what was going on.I noticed that the front slat on the pallet had come loose, so I decided to reach down there and pull it forward and maybe jam it in place.I no more than placed my hand on it and gave it a little tug and the fucking board broke, causing me to smack myself right in the face.Needless to say I was highly pissed and embarrassed by it.But I managed to keep my cool and laugh about it after rubbing my jaw and stomping the hell out of the rest of the slat.(Ok so I got my revenge after all!)

I thought its Monday this would happen to me, as the day went on I just kept hurting myself by cutting myself on a piece of cardboard, tripping over an empty box, and walking into a door frame.After all this I thought about long and hard and figured out that the 13th had finally caught with me, and now I'm afraid to move from this spot due to something else bad is bound to happen to me before midnight.


gop out......................