murphy's law states that whatever can go wrong, will go wrong.

it's like how my dad always tries desperately to avoid parking near vans and lorries, but they inadverdently end up next to his new car.
it's like how whenever you bring an umbrella out it will never rain, but the one day you don't, Hurricane Merlion descends upon you.
it's like how i hate many things, but all my jobs so far have brought me ever closer to the fray:
blanch at strong scents- sales asst at scent shop
rolls eyes at mad, female crowds at sales- sales asst at m/phosis. during gss.
detest telemarketeers- telephone surveyor
wince upon contact with saliva and cigarette smoke- bar waitress
it's like how the one thing you don't want to happen inadverdently happens and you can't do shit about it.

what can i say mon, life's a bitch and then you die.