She got home from work
and found her thawed out
steak gone bad, because
the central air concked out.
Her poodle took a shit
on the bathroom floor, and
the cat wreaked havoc on
her brand new couch.
Then she checked her mail,
and saw a notice from her
bank, that the last two checks
she sent, bounced and was assessed
a $50 fee. She was so fucking livid,
she went to the cabinet for her
favorite wine, lo and behold somebody
else had polished off, and had the
balls to put the empty bottle back.
All she could do was scream out and
yell, what the fuck did I do to
deserve this?
Short Fiction
A Pondering Mind 