Murphy’s Law

There is always that thing that happens.

The lights are red when you are in a hurry, it rains on the day you leave your umbrella on the bus, your pen explodes onto your favorite shirt. 

Who was Murphy?  Can you imagine this as your legacy? Sad.

 

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