When this week began, I expected everything to be normal and great, but I had nothing but problem after problem. First, my car wouldn’t start when it was time for me to leave for work. It’s a good thing that I woke up early that morning, because if I didn’t I would have been late for work. Then when I got home from work, I turned on the air conditioner, only for it to not work, meaning that I would have to get AC repair in Queens. There was nothing I could do about it that night, so I just went to bed with the fan blowing on me for cool air. When my alarm clock sounded the next day to wake me up, I hit it and it fell off of the dresser. When it hit the ground, the clock stopped working.

I figured that I had been …