the universe hates me

No really, it does. I give you last night as a prime example: As many of you know, I work in a Deli. The particular deli I work in also serves ice cream. Last night was family night, and many families ocme and grab ice cream for dessert, thus making it one of our busiest nights (along with friday and saturday, date nights). Our ice cream was running low, so I went to the cooler (a walk in fridge) to grab some more ice cream (which comes in bags, as liquid). Anyway, I had grabbed a bag of chocolate ice cream, but the lid caught on the crate and opened, splashing liquid ice cream all over my pants, shoes, socks, and the floor. Not a pleasent experience. So, I go out to my coworkers, tell them to leave me alone, and call my house. My mom says she'll bring my some clean pants and socks, so while I'm waiting I grab the mop and start cleaning up the ice cream (my mess, I clean it up). I was almost done when my mom came, and I headed to the bathroom to change and clean up. I get all ready, walk out the door, and slip on the wet floor that I myself mopped. What better irony is this? I was so pissed, but I went out and made ice cream cones for about 2 - 3 hours. nice.