Life’s little screw-ups end up being the best luck in a wet muff
I was heading out for a hunt early in the morning, all geared up and ready. Just as I passed my neighbor’s place, the goon accidentally spilled his coffee all over me. Fresh, hot, and right on my jacket. Most folks would’ve called it a day, but not me. Smooth seas do not make skillful sailors. Instead of going home, I wiped off the worst of it and figured, “Why blow the trip?” The coffee stain was a great camouflage and I still landed the coveted game. Didn’t even need to spend my cash! Sometimes, life’s little screw-ups end up being the best luck.
