[Whit]

     I've got one, the details are easy to remember since I wrote a paper on it for school. Don't worry, I won't re-write the whole paper here.

     Anyway, I was seventeen just moved out of my parents house and was generally enjoying the hell out of my life. Then I had a couple of those really shitty days. Very Murphey's Law kinda stuff. Nothing major, just stuff like the water heater going out and BS at work, that kind of stuff. But that kind of stuff constantly, for two days. (I actually still have a scar from one particulary dumb thing I did.)
     Well I'm sure everyone has had this kind of day and so I think you can all sympathize with the aggrevation of it. So here I am annoyed as hell and at a pay-phone when I try to call my then-girlfriend as I promised, but due to the two-day run of luck I was I didn't really expect her to be home. I was right.
     I turn around look up at the sky, (yes I really did this) and called out a challenge, "Hey! If there's anybody up there, be it God or whatever else, l'm sick of this! C'mon just try to make something good come out of the last couple of days. C'mon I dare you!" As you can imagine nothing happened. In disgust I reached into the change tray to get my dime back (yeah, it was just a dime then, don't bother with the old jokes, they're too easy) and pulled out two.
     Here it was, my response from the powers that be. I got a dime so I could call someone that gave a damn. I laughed so hard I had to sit down. Some people walked by looked at me like I was insane and went way around me. I really started laughing then, we're talking tears in my eyes can't even think about getting up laughing.
     I haven't made any more chalenges to the heavens, I think the dime summed up any feelings they might have. (Not that I rule out that it was just a funny coincidence) I have gotten alot better at not sweating the small stuff though.