Last night we went out to get a baby gift for friends who just had another baby girl. In the parking lot I discovered that the clerk forgot to swipe the little socks we bought to go with the Pooh sleeper.
$4.97 in reparation from the universe.
That's less than a dollar for every loss, and each year we've struggled. But I suppose that's about what I'd expect from the universe.
Yeah. Fuck. That's about what I'd expect.