In case the date header didn’t clue you in, today is Friday the 13th. So if anything remotely bad happens to anyone, now the date can be blamed. So if this applies, then my getting stuck underground on the 5 train for an hour had nothing to do with someone pulling the emergency brake and all to do with bad luck. This makes me feel much better.
Favorite thing said to me today:
Me: “Boy, he’s fast!”
Him: “That’s what his wife keeps telling me.”