... a funny thing... or maybe not so funny

Sometimes the days just don't go right.
Take last Friday, for instance... yes, it was Friday the 13th (not that I believe in that stuff... knock on wood).
I was running a bit late and I had to hurry to make it on time... to get to work, you know.
While I was filling the tub (low water pressure), I figured I would save time by eating my breakfast while taking a bath. Not such a bad idea, right?... Wrong.
I put my Peanutbutter and Jam sandwich on the ledge of the tub and my cup of coffee within easy arm reach to the left of me.
While relaxing for a few happy moments, luxuriating in the embracing warms of the water, out of the corner of my eye I saw something move. And sure enough, it was that P.&J. S., making its way down the slippery slope of the tub. I jumped, I made a grab for it, trying to catch it before it hit its watery destination. Alas, my hands had not even left the water yet, when the bread and its cargo were already sinking below the waves.
Not only had I failed in my resque attempt of the P.&J. S., but in my haste my elbow then touched the precariously placed cup of coffee and you can guess what happened...

I don't like brownish bathwater, nor soggy bits of fast disintegrating brown bread, intermingled with lumps of extra-crunchy peanutbutter... and not to forget those occasional threads of Damson Plum Jam.
In my haste to do the right thing, I also accidently swept my white paper napkin into the brink... or was I really trying to pick up that brown mess floating around?

Did you know that those paper napkins desolve very quickly? Well, I'll tell you, they do.

And this kind of brings to mind the claim of some toilet tissue manufacturers that their product disolves 'quickly'. But we really weren't talking about that, were we?
Right.

All in all, not a very satisfying beginning of my day.

But before closing this sad tale of mine, I do want to tell you that later, on my way home, on my one mile hike, the elastic on my panty hose gave out. And this is true... I am not making it up. Cross my heart!
I tried desperately to hold on to that slippery bit of nylon before it went past my knees, but.... and you know what happened....one can't keep back progress.... it soon had passed the point of no return.
So I just pretended I was all alone in this world.
I stopped... I unzipped my jacket, put down my packages, took off one shoe at a time, and delicately stepped out of the offening garment.
I never looked at anybody. And maybe nobody ever looked at me either.