#4 Lady Luck

Luck had a little fun with me a few days ago.

I got off the bus feeling ill. I'd been sick for a week, but what with the rationed sleep hours, irregular meals and stress that come from taking eight classes, I was going from bad to worse. My legs felt like Jell-O, and I wondered if I could make it to class, even though my classroom was in a building not far from the bus stop.

Then I remembered it was a lab day. Oh no! The lab was clear across campus! I stepped into a nearby computer room to check my online schedule. Yep, it was a lab day. Just my luck. I had missed the early bus that morning, instead taking the one that got to campus right before my class. I was going to have to put my best foot forward if I wanted to get to that lab on time. If I had a best foot, anyway.

I stumbled across campus and crawled up seemingly endless flights of stairs. Luck was with me—I was right on time. Just as I triumphantly surmounted the last step and approached the lab, I found I was unexpectedly going against the flow of traffic. All my classmates were leaving the lab and descending the stairs. The foremost informed me that plans had changed, and class was in our normal classroom.

Lucky me. Of course, I couldn't fault the teacher—I had almost forgotten it was a lab day myself. When we arrived at the correct classroom, the teacher commented that we'd all had a little exercise. Very true. It was the same day as my flexibility class, as luck would have it. With all this physical goodness, you'd think I'd be in perfect form. I was for a few days, I guess. Now I'm flat on my back in bed.

Thanks, Lady Luck. At least you picked a weekend.