Walking…slipping…tripping. Laptop flies from my hands as I stumble to my knees. It spins and floats before bouncing not once but twice. Slides and tumbles three more feet on landing. ”Oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god”. I crawl to where it lays. Everything seems ok. I weep silently for five minutes.
Today I am giving up the life of a developer to learn sorcery or witchcraft, whichever is easier, with the sole purpose of casting a curse of staggering proportions on the entirety of MTA. If that works out well I’ll seek retribution on phone and cable companies as well. Gotta take this one day at a time.