Is bad luck a “Transferable Skill”?

Okie. “The Mirror Cracked” is no longer an Agatha Christie Mystery.
And yeah, I am officially MIRROR CRACKING MATERIAL.

The Crime Scene

Having put a decent suit on for the upcoming London Alumni Event, I strolled to the far end of my room to face the mirror and adjust my tie-knot. The moment I did so, the mirror ACTUALLY FELL DOWN AND BROKE. For a full minute I stood standing in shock wondering whether this was a dream or no. The fact that my face was now staring a blank wall, proved that it was very much real. This empty minute of my life was spent with an empty mind… the kind of feeling you get when someone approaches you and says “Mr. Sud, your great great grandfather just left you a farm house, a Maserati and a billion pounds.” Except that in this case the feeling was more like… “Mr. Sud, you just lost your assets, are deep down in debt and will have to work 24 hours a day as a cobbler for the next 35 years for free…”. You get the drift…

I remember a social networking site (Orkut) that has a Likert scale for “looks” and the scale is Beauty Contest Winner, Very attractive, Attractive, Average, Mirror Cracking Material. So I am LITERALLY VERY VERY UGLY. Hmmm. Good hai.

The next step I concurred was to blog this as yet another episode in the “Why me syndrome” series on my blog, to make my friends back home laugh at yet another greatness that I had achieved. I logged on to my site and my laptop got nostalgic. I ACTUALLY MANAGED to crash Windows Vista. Got a blue screen saying “Physical memory dumped to MBR, ESCH address 00xxff”. Windows 98 personified in Windows Vista. And the thing shut down and refused to reboot. (For the uninitiated MBR is Master Boot Record and ESCH is the hard drive structure as Extended Sector Cylinder Head)

Well, it was time to leave to London, and while clearing the mirror bits in my room, I cut my hand as well. So a third feather in the cap.

Is bad luck a transferable skill…?? If so, I probably have been doing the right thing shoving off colleagues who come near to me… BEWARE !

Later that day…

…had an awesome time in London. Splendid food at Mirch Masala. Fantastic Alumni Networking. Returned at around midnight to vaccuum the bits and pieces of broken mirror off the floor of my room. Duh!

Fixed the freakin lappie. Gonna take it SCUBA diving with me if it misbehaves again. And I mean it.

I think I would have performed better than Will Smith in the Pursuit of HappYness. Ya, I would have. First hand experiences there… Anyways. Whatever.