It is Monday, a crappy one for that matter. The clock proudly states 6.00. Holy Fudge, she will be late for work again and her boss will force her to hand in an apology letter which will be put in her file, thereby interfering with her bonus for the month. She cannot afford to lose another bonus.
As soon as she is out of the door disaster strikes again. The stupid door won’t lock and Mr Bean’s dog(the neighbor) attacks her bag sending everything she had packed onto the pavement. Stupid Manchester Terrier Dog, why did Mr. Bean adopt the aggressive dog.
She is out on the streets and tragedy is on her way. The speeding vehicle splashes her from head to toe. Great now she is wet and dirty could this day get any worse? Just as she rounds the corner patting the mud out of her boots, a speeding bus appears.
She does not see it in time. She is rooted to the spot, perplexed . Smash! All goes into oblivion. Perplexed