MURPHY'S LAW DEFINES ME...

MY NAME IS “MURPHY’S LAW”

This name was established to identify me! “Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.” I should be given the privilege to copy write this word.

I’m always in the middle of anything that you can possibly imagine that will go wrong. So I’m at work cleaning the donate class doors. In slow motion I see the lines forming as I question myself…what is that? And there a big loud noise as the class cracked in pieces they looked like snow, only in the form of class.

If I’m filling out powders, this is used to make cappuccinos and smoothes; I am one to drop all the powders on the floor. If I’m asked to mop the floor…I’m one to over fill the mop bucket and have a flood in the store.

If I have something sharp in my hand, yes somehow I end up cutting myself and the sad part our box cutters or safety proof, you cannot cut anything unless you’ve place it on something to cut. Yet my hands are always in the way.

Anything that can possible be broken I break them. Sometimes it’s things that you can’t even thing off. If a customer is upset, with their service, I am part of that problem.

Where anything can go wrong is where I am found. It’s so bad that yes when something is wrong at work, home, or anywhere that I’m around. Everyone that knows me try to locate me to see if I had anything to do with and if I am there is never a surprise on their faces.

When I was little it was so bad, that I had to use plastic plates and utensils so I won’t break anything. I couldn’t be close to the kitchen because I either burned myself or whatever I was cooking.

I should’ve been named Murphy’s Law, because that is exactly what I am. Where anything can go wrong will go wrong. Like I’d said before… I am not a magnet for accidents — that’s not a broad enough classification. I am a magnet for trouble. If there is anything dangerous within a ten-mile radius, it will invariably find me.