My theory is that kind of bad likes a little bit of attention. Once it knows its badness has been validated, it can go be bad to someone else for a while.
So here's a few of the minor troubles the badness has inflicted on me:
- random paper cuts that go undetected until I use hand sanitizer. Ouch.
- I told a co-worker I didn't think there was anything that could improve my day. She told me all the Oreos were gone. An Oreo could have improved my day.
- There really was a traffic jam for no reason; quadrupling my commute.
- And why is it all the songs I find emotionally distressing find their way to the radio on days like this?
OK badness, you can go away now.