Disaster after disaster

Surely my luck has got to change sometime soon.

I'm a walking catastrophe.

Honestly, I scraped my brand new car in the office car park and frightened someone by calling them "babe" - not mention the fact that my boots are letting in water and I'm grumpy as hell.

And that's just today's minor failings.

For weeks now, I've been thinking my luck couldn't possibly get much worse but I've obviously smashed a mirror somewhere along the line because there's just no letting up.

I'm beginning to feel like Alan Partridge on a good day.