You really try so hard. But you just have this way of attracting bad luck and it is just chaos all around you.
Remember that time that you dripped ketchup on your shirt at lunch in the downstairs cafeteria and you rubbed so hard at it the shirt ripped as the company president came walking around the corner? Or that time when there was absolutely nothing to trip over and you tripped anyway and broke your leg in three places? Or that time when your desk suddenly collapsed while you were sitting quietly at it?
I’m sensing a pattern here.