I’m a magnet for bad luck. No matter where I go or what I do, bad luck finds me. It finds me so often and without exception, I coined a name to describe the curse that plagues me: The “G Factor” (G for the first initial of my last name). I’ve been plagued with this curse my entire life, and it grows stronger by day.
The “G Factor” invariably occurs when I’m in a serious rush for time, which is literally all the time. The more in a hurry I am, the greater the force of the “G” Factor, acting like a foil, presenting any possible obstacle to my getting somewhere or accomplishing something when I need to. Leaving extra time doesn’t help either. It only opens up the possibility for additional “G Factors” to occur.
At first, the “G...
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