You Know You’re Having a Bad Day When . . .
Your horn sticks on the freeway behind 32 Hell’s Angels motorcyclists.
Your twin sister forgets your birthday.
Your birthday cake collapses from the weight of the candles.
You call the suicide prevention hotline and they put you on hold.
Your income tax refund check bounces.
The bird singing outside your window is a vulture.
You put both contacts into the same eye.
Your doctor tells you that you’re allergic to chocolate.
You have to borrow from your Visa card to pay your MasterCard.
The health inspector condemns your office coffee maker.
You call your spouse and say you’d like to eat out tonight and when you get
home, your find a sandwich on the front porch.
It costs more to fill up your car than it did to buy it.
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Dr Bob Griffin
“Jesus knows me, this I love”