Irony takes many forms. Some humorous, some cruel, and others . . .just plain ironic. Take my morning for example:
I wake two hours earlier than I usually do (which is two hours before I need to) and knowing I would not awaken in time I decide to stay up. Of course this makes me more tired than usual and end up screwing everything up and burning myself. Not a bad day. . just annoying. Somehow I manage to get done early and decide to go home for lunch knowing I will only return for a 1:00 meeting. On my return I not only get a flat tire. The rim chews the tire in half. Obviously the trunk doesn’t open so I wait an hour for a truck and a tire. Missing the meeting I return home for a shower (and what have you) only to lock the keys inside the car.
I acquire a metal coat hanger so I can get into my home when a gentleman with the demeanor of experience offers me advice on how to break into my own car. I take the professionals advice and probably save thirty more minutes to the forty five I have already spent. Relieved, I get my mail and sit in my air conditioned home to discover a summons for jury duty.
The way my luck is going today, after three years my wife may want me back.