Murphy’s Law
Oh yes! we all know that mythical character, “Murphy”: He of “Murphy’s Law.” He of the, ‘Whatever can go wrong, will go wrong,’ Law.
Oh yes! You, I am sure, as I have become captive to Mr. Murphy and his Law and to the countless addendum's to Murphy’s law; for example...
“Humm, do I take a right or a left? Hmm?” Then, as so often happens – before GPS Systems, for those that have a GPS System – we’ll take a left turn instead of a right turn and... Oh yes! As so often happens it is the wrong choice…
For example, cutting the hasp of a lock, then finding the key.
See what I mean: A couple of Murphy’s Law addendum's.
Then again, in days gone by; in days before the advent “birth control” when there were only two ways to prevent a pregnancy. When, “Oh, my God! Guess what I forgot to put on!” Or, of course, then there was: “Well, honey, this is the first time we did ‘it’ without one.” And you know how that turned out; ‘cause nine months later: Yup, “ Whatever can go wrong, did go wrong!”
Murphy’s Law!
Hell, at one time, not too long ago, our ice bucket disappeared. Now an ice bucket is no small thing… Well, in relation to a, say, in relation to a car an ice bucket is a small thing but in relation to an ice bucket, it’s no small thing and the damned thing just disappeared. We looked everywhere! Yup, taken by Murphy to wherever in hell Murphy takes stuff that just ‘absolutely’ disappears.
Now, as recently as last night.
So you understand:
Case in point:
Oh, woe
addiction being tested
In need of a shower
out of those clothes
into the shower…
Dressed then
then but…?
Lost and
couldn’t be found
Addiction being tested
Digging in the hamper
pockets turned out
where?
Oh, woe
woe is me!
Searching
searching
bottom to top
beneath the bed
behind the dresser
Oh, woe!
Addiction being tested
addicted since nine
never
no never without!
Oh, woe!
woe is me
Addicted since nine
never without
Chapstick
Never without!
Lips now cracking
blood coming soon
need a Chapstick fix!
Oh, where
oh where is it?
Oh, woe
need a Chapstick fix
oh, woe!
So, okay. So now, knowing what my addiction is, last night…
Okay, so last night, about to fall asleep but needing one last, end of the day Chapstick fix I reached to the dresser and, oh woe! The tube was gone! Just gone!
So up out of bed I got and looked on the floor around the dresser. I looked on the floor behind the dresser and beneath the bed. I thought back to what I was wearing before I got into bed – and, yes, in case you’re wondering, I did look in the pockets of my pajamas. – Then, thinking it may have fallen out of my pants pocked, searched behind and beneath the sofa cushions. I searched under the sofa and then out into the garage onto and between and under the car seat.
By the way, you ever try retrieving something that fell alongside the counsel and car seat?
But could not then and have not to now found that Chapstick.
Fucking Murphy!
I hoped he’s happy with my ice bucket, too.
©November 23,2024 / Mark M. Lichterman
