The universe works fast to keep its equilibrium of experiences. To that, I say a very emphatic “HMMPH!”

In addition to being told by the hearing officer yesterday that I “likely won’t be held responsible” for the invisibility of the bus zone that is the subject of my $300 parking ticket, over the weekend I also received a $40 check from Dentist Andy. It was an office check, and I was confused as to why I deserved it. So I sent him a quick message on the social network site we’re both on, asking about it. He wrote back that my insurance had paid more than they’d estimated, so here is my refund, enjoy. Who does that?! I would’ve never known about the overpayment, and I’ve never known a busy doctor’s office to issue refunds on things like this. The best they’d do is give a credit on the next visit, and even that is rare. Talk about honest business!

To offset the happy karma of getting my $340 back, I felt that I was given some offensive inconsideration last nite. That yielded a bad night, and naturally not a great morning. That not-great morning continued with the normally 40-minute drive to work taking an hour and a half, during which this happened, AGAIN. Same shit, different toilet — while stuck unmoving on the freeway, I dialed immediately but got a message that said to check the number and dial again. I looked down at the phone; I’d misdialed and punched an 8 instead of a 0. I redialed, and after that, it was all busy. Turned out some chick named Lashenka from Lancaster was the first caller with a June birthday, so she immediately gets $102. Then, for $10,000, is her birthday…June…29? NO. OF COURSE NOT. CUZ THAT’S *MY* FREAKING BIRTHDAY!! Another bitch stole my money! The only thing to make this morning worse fast, I thought, would be if we got a jury trial today. When I’d left work on Friday we weren’t in trial. But I comforted myself thinking that if we do get a trial today, we’ll need a day to order jurors so it’ll start tomorrow, so I still get today to sit and calm down and be antisocial at work. So of course I walked into the courtroom, late because of the crazy traffic conditions, and found that my department was given a trial YESTERDAY while I was off arguing my ticket, and today it’s in full-swing, 40 jurors on the way, 4 attorneys, and I had to hurry and catch up to set up the pretrial paperwork. *throwing up hands*

To offset today’s bad day, thankfully tomorrow is our third furlough day. Maybe I just won’t even go home after work tonight.