I hate today. Today appears to be another one of my bad luck days. In fact, when bad luck hits me, it always seems to hit like bullets from a machine gun rather than like pellets from a revolver. My luck is so bad today, that I though I should pen, no type it down so that hopefully a week or a month or a year from now I can look back at this and actually LAUGH. sigh…
The morning started off pretty okay, save for the fact that i sorta smelled something bad coming. Just a gut feeling. So i went to the bank in the morning to pay my housing loan instalment, coz even though I have created a standing instruction there wasn’t sufficient time to process the payment for this month. So i still had to manually withdraw the cash and bank it in for July (they dont accept internet banking payments or ATM transfers). When i saw the balance in this account i shared, i panicked - coz the balance looked a tad too little. So instead of incurring double payment (in case they HAD already deducted the cash) i ran upstairs to check all my receipts and online figures to double confirm. Turned out no deduction had been made - maybe we just hadnt refuelled the account in a while, with so many other payments to make and all. So i had to run down again and make the deposit.
Then halfway into the morning a colleague announces something to me that although neither of us know if it’s true or just fabricated but it just happened to suck the living daylights out of my today. Some humans just dont ever learn when enough is enough. Sigh…it’s okay. As i said once before, i believe in karma. And i’ve seen the results before my very eyes. Nevertheless, if karma never ever finds their addresses or phone numbers, there’s alwiz punishment in the after-life to counter that. See pics below.


Then at lunch time, i have more banking to do. Hate it. Im just gonna end up creating standing instructions everywhere to save time although im gonna end up paying a bit more. So i rush to KLCC and rush to this bank opposite KLCC to pay my car loan instead. The idiot at the branch i previously paid in said we could use our credit card to pay for the car loans. Turns out that convenience never existed. So i had to line up at the super-crowded ATM (only ONE was working, thanks so much) to withdraw more cash. Maybe the system was busy, maybe coz my ATM card was from a different bank, maybe everything is just out to get me today - the vunderful machine could not process my transaction. Fantastic. So since the deadline for payment was today (yes, and i only knew at the counter coz all my loan correspondences and docs were sent to my hometown address and i dont have a copy here), i rushed back across the worse road in the world to cross in all the hazy, traffic-fumed splendour and back to KLCC to locate an ATM of a similar bank.
Luckily there was a small branch on the concourse level so i went down and had to queue up again, coz it’s pay time and everyone is withdrawing money for whatever purposes they needed it for. And when it was my turn, the stupid ATM didn’t allow for a withdrawal of more than X amount. Dammit, im sure i already changed that previously. So i had to further waste time and withdraw from 2 separate accounts, then rushed back again across the busy road to the relevant bank to pay the stupid loan. I hate loans. I wish i was just so rich i could pay off for everything in cash and not bother bout stupid loans from the land of hassledom, banks. Dream on.
Anyway, i had other things to rush as well in one tight lunch hour. When i arrived back in KLCC i still has to rush to the post office to send something urgent off by express mail, and to do that i had to line up again. Grrr. Once that was done, i still had to eat but there was no time to properly sit down and have lunch (and any eatery in the whole damn KLCC would be sardinised at lunch hour anyway) so i bought this take-away set from King Pie. I thought it would be fast since the pies were all ready-made on the shelves but nooooo. They still had to bake the fries. So rather than stand there and wait, i told them i would be back to collect the food in a while and rushed off to Eclipse to collect my altered pants.
Sigh, it was more waiting as the sales girl couldnt find my pants in the store and when she finally did, she took her own sweet time in wrapping them and asking me if i wanted to try them on but of course i said NOOOO IMMMM IN A BEEEEG RUUUSSH and then she quickened her pace to frantic. Once that was done, i rushed back to King Pie and expected to see my meal all happily packed and ready to go but guess what? My fries were still in the oven!!! When they saw me they quickly took them out, and the idiot manning the counter had the cheek to look at the fries and tell me: Oh dear. I think they’re over cooked. Arghhhhh!!!! i said i dont care. im in a rush so could you please just put everything in the plastic bag so i can run. And ran i did, to the parking ticket machine coz i didnt want to be late by just a few minutes and be charged for that.
And when i reached the ticket machine - lo and behold. It was out of order when it worked fine every other time i was there. So nevermind, the machine indicated we could still pay at a machine two floors below. So i rushed down, or at least i tried to coz the stupid elevator was extra slow today (im sure the stars are out to get me today) and when i finally stuck the ticket in the machine, it read 1 hour and 3 minutes. ARGGGGHHHHHHHH…i had to pay an additional RM1 for those 3 minutes and it all wouldnt have happened if - - - : ( Sighhh nevermind. Then the drink which i was holding spilt on top of my feet and the bag i was carrying, coz there was no place to put it on when i was paying. *All the bad words in the world in every thinkable language* At this point, i accepted my fate and moved on.
And when i thought nothing worse could happen, when i drove out and was rushing back to the office, there’s this bus which has to block the passageway out to the main road and everyone is left stuck in a jam which lasted almost 15 minutes. Whilst everyone was honking, i was making the best of the situation and munching on the pie and gawd-awful fries, my feet sticky from the spilt drink and pressing on the brake. Ahhh…and i just washed my car yesterday.
There were a few more random and slightly tinier pieces of bad luck hurled into my face today, but i dont think they’re significant enough to mention here so i wont, before i start getting condolence notes from everyone : ) Yup…one day im gonna look back on this and laugh? Cry? Choke? Strangely enuff, these kind of Bad Luck Day experiences seem to happen to me quite regularly, and best of all - it has NEVER hit me on a Friday the 13th. *grin*