Here we go again. Yep, I’m singing the bad luck blues. But not for me. Sure, there are days when everything goes wrong and all I want to say is, why me? But not this time. Nope. This time, I’m saying,
That woman has been through the ringer. Again. Oh, you don’t know who I’m talking about?
Well, some of you smart cookies–and longtime readers–might remember I once wrote about Clare. She’s the woman with The Bad Luck Blues. It’s been two years since I wrote that post, and guess what?
She’s still got ‘em!
They say lightning doesn’t strike twice, but for Clare, one could say she’s been “struck” at least 50 times. Put it this way, her bout with bad luck is so frequent, most of us who know her have lost track. We’ve come to expect it. In fact, it’s when she has good luck that we’re shocked!
Besides, even she can’t remember all the times her fortune has gone south.
When we last left her, she had endured everything from gunfire to a blue-haired lady driving into her parked car, then buying a new car, only to have it stolen.
This time around, here’s a sampling:
She went to get gas and while filling up, another car swiped hers and knocked her rear bumper to the ground in one fell swoop.
Her bike was stolen right from the locked courtyard of her building, where she kept it bolted to a bike rack. Did I mention it was in a locked, fenced off area? Sigh.
Sadly, her sister, who lives with Clare, lost her beloved cat, when the cat innocently followed Clare to the Laundromat located across the street from where they live. On the way there, the poor thing was hit by a car. Clearly, the cat was unaware of the bad luck cloud hanging over Clare’s head!
And, let’s not forget the time she dropped off her laptop at the repair shop and, what was supposed to be finished in a day, ended up taking two, three, four…seven–ten days! It was then that they finally admitted her laptop was MIA. The explanation provided was hazy, to say the least, but the bottom line is someone stole it. Inside job? Perhaps. Who’s to say? Not Clare.
To compensate her, the repair store owner offered her an older, lesser quality refurbished laptop (Gee, so generous!) and requested she not report the incident to the police. Keep in mind, this store has had a slew of excellent reviews on Yelp, which is why Clare went there in the first place. But, needless to say, she didn’t accept the offer and she did report it, but it took ages to resolve and suffice it to say, Clare no longer has a laptop. Just a modest sum given to her by the insurance company, and nowhere near enough to buy the same caliber of laptop she once had. Oh well.
Most recently, she went to yoga and while in class, someone bashed in her car window and made off with her purse, which she thought she had safely hidden on the floor of the car, under a sweatshirt. In the time it took her to do one back bend and a downward-facing dog pose, the thief managed to use her credit cards in six different stores, racking up nearly one thousand smackers in credit card bills!!
So, is there no end to Clare’s bad luck blues??
Luckily, Clare takes this all in stride. She’s the most even keel, sweet tempered person I know. She wouldn’t harm a fly unless it swatted her on the face first. And, she’s helpful and courteous, and abides by the law 99 percent of the time. (Don’t ask what she does with the other one percent. Sheesh!) So, I ask you,
Seriously, if you know the answer, do tell. And, when was the last time you had a bout with rotten luck? Or, good luck, for that matter.
Incidentally, do you think Clare should play the lottery? I’m just asking, because lately a group of us have been buying lottery tickets together. With Clare. But, so far we’ve won nothing. Nada. Zippo. I’m starting to wonder if Clare has anything to do with that. Hmm…