I'm writing this from home at 10:30AM, instead of busily working at the office, because I woke up to no hot water this morning.
This has happened to me before, of course (I live in New York), and actually happened with some frequency at my West Village apartment. This is the first time it's happened here in Carroll Gardens, though.
What's noteworthy, really, is that it happened right now. It's been a week of mishaps for me. I've become a klutz -- slipped down the stairs last Wednesday, ate it on the sidewalk Saturday, fell off a bar stool last night. I apparently can't even cross the street, since I've almost gotten run over by bikes twice recently. I messed up a friend's vacation dates -- also the second time I did that lately.
My co-worker thinks this is her year of technical difficulties (seemingly every electronic device she owns has broken). This and my string of calamities makes me wonder whether bad luck reproduces. I was joking to her that, since she's had to get so many new gadgets, she won't have to worry about them for years. So maybe I'm just getting all the mishaps out of my system. At the very least, I know I'm prone to them right now and can watch out. I should feel lucky that I still haven't ever broken a bone or gotten stitches.
Knock on wood.
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