It was shaping up to be a rough day for Joe. First, his alarm went off and when he reached for the snooze button, he tumbled out of bed, banged his head, and landed in a heap of tangled sheets on the floor.
He showered and dressed, jumped into his car and turned the key only to find out the car wouldn’t start.
He called the auto club, but his membership had lapsed. He called a ride service, but they told him it would be a 20-minute wait.
Finally, he arrived at work an hour late and missed an important meeting... but showed up just in time to be chewed out by an upset customer.
Joe decided that what he really needed was a cup of coffee, but when reaching over to turn his computer on he knocked his mug over, spilling hot coffee in his lap before it fell to the floor. Bending over to pick up his mug, he again banged his head, this time on the edge of his desk.
His assistant walked into his office with a stack of urgent messages. “Wow!” he said, surveying the disaster. “Bad day?”, she asked.
“No, it’s a great day!” Joe sat up, holding a dusty pen. “I just found my lucky pen!”