WHY DID A SQUIRREL JUMP ON ME?

Why didn’t I get this gig? Why? It’s been the only thing on my mind for two days straight. I keep going over and over what I could have done better or wrong. Was it something I said? Did? Was I too eager? I know I wanted it bad. I probably walked into the interview like ...

GOING POSTAL.

I’m on my way to the post office to send a letter to the IRS. I’ve been trying to send it for weeks and every time I get close, something happens. The ink runs out of my printer, I lose one of the papers; it’s crazy. So finally I get it together and I'm there and ...