Murphy's Law

I have decided that in a previous life I must have been a) a serial killer b) an adulterous serial killer or c) Typhoid Mary and Caligula morphed into one.

Over the past 3 weeks my life has been a page out of Murphy's Law.
What could have gone wrong ..... did.

I had to fire a closer... for not wearing a shirt. He would wear his chef's coat, but no shirt underneath. If you've ever worked in a deli, you know that we HATE to fire a closer. No one wants to close, it's crappy hard work. You keep closers as long as possible... unless they don't wear their shirts.

I had a cook out on sick leave for an undetermined time.

I lost my strongest employee over the stupidest chain of events that fell perfectly into place right in front of my vice president.

My morning person was rushed to the emergency room with a possible kidney stone, only to find out it was a serious 10 day hospital stay. She is potentially out for 3-4 months.

My husband has literally lost his mind. His fasting blood sugar if 271. A litttttttttttttttle on the high side. His diabetes is not being controlled with diet and oral medicine. This could be also influenced by the fact that he drinks beer on the weekend, does not exercise, and does not even pretend to have a meal plan in place. Couldn't tell you how many carbs to protein ratios he should be eating or even what foods he should avoid.

My son had a seizure/blackout/ misfire/ unexplained episode Monday and was missing for 10 hours before he was found 60 miles away in a parking lot, unresponsive by the closing night clerk at a Quickie Mart. He had no idea how he got there. He has no idea what events occured in those 10 hours. He was taken to a hopital and two hours later finally remembered my phone number. No drugs or alcohol were in his system. The neurologist infomed us, "We may never know what caused this." Great. What comfort that will be.

On the othe hand... I got a really great haircut. And pretty soon, I will take drinking up again. (Probably not) I'm almost certain I had fewer problems when I did drink. Or maybe afte a few stiff shots of tequlia they just shut the hell up.

We may never know.