Monday, June 18, 2007

The (un)lucky penny

I will never again stop to pick up a "lucky" penny.

Nope. No more.

Not after today.

I was headed out to my car, getting ready to leave for lunch when I saw this seemingly harmless shiny penny, heads up, on the asphalt. I picked it up.

Actually, I walked past it and stopped, "thought it was heads up AND it IS money", so I turned around and picked it up.

I dropped it into my console and turned my key.

Nothing.

Tried once more, nothing. I then proceeded to call one of my bosses to "jump me".

I went to lunch (if you call grocery shopping at Wal Mart "lunch") and forgot a main item on my mental list.

Two hours before I was to go home I had a surprise meeting with accountants about new protocol in paying taxes, unemployment, and so on.....

An hour before I went home received a call from my other boss's wife telling me she needed to talk to him immediately, regardless of the meeting he was in. After he speaks with her I am informed that there is a bomb squad on the way, that a caller had indeed called 911 stating that a bomb had been placed in the funeral home to go off in less than 2 hours. I repeat, A FUNERAL HOME.

Folks, I assure you, I am not making this stuff up. I am not this creative.

After the bomb squad checked my vehicle for a bomb I was sent to retrieve my kids from the sitter and head home.

At the sitter I was then informed that she had found a different job and that all of her daycare kids would need to find different daycare providers, BY THE FIRST OF JULY! Yeah, um, sure.

I headed home to have my nervous breakdown......which is currently in progress. I will never again pick up a penny, and no, just for good measure I did not park my car in the garage. You know, just in case.

4 comments:

The Next Phase said...

A bomb threat? In a funeral home? That is the craziest thing I've ever heard of! So, they want to blow up a bunch of people who are already dead? Plus the lucky few alive people in the building. Boy, those people were really bored! I'll ask around about a babysitter for you.

Oh, The Joys said...

I never pick them up because I worry they could be a "wart penny" - have you EVER heard of such a thing? Rubbing a penny on a wart and throwing it away so the next person to pick it up gets the wart? ick.

Tabba said...

crazyness. That's all I can say.

Oh, and hang in there. It will all work out.

jen said...

what? oh my goodness. never ever touch one again...and neither will i!