Sod's Law.

Have you ever suspected that Sod's Law was postulated as a direct narrative about your life and no-one elses? Why are you the only person you know who gets the car that breaks down all the time, the central heating boiler that goes wrong in the middle of winter always on a Friday night so you have to wait until Monday until you can do something about it, the one who always misses the payroll update or in  my case the state pension payout by another three years? Why is it that your the only one whose GP won't give them antibiotics for  real 'flu not man flu, whose prescription for HRT is cancelled due to an unspoken age policy at your surgery and whose beauty parlour manages to give them nail fungus from pedicure spa baths. Why is it when you queue at the supermarket your assistant is the one who can't scan the goods of the person at the  front of line, the next person wants to pay in vouchers clipped from the Radio Times most of which are out-of-date and the person just in front of you drops a pot of jam on the floor just in front of your feet? Worst of all when your in a huge hurry its pouring with rain you've have left the brolley in the car and you need cash asap, there's no-one waiting until you cross the road to the machine when three people snuck in front of you. The first one decides to rearrange their entire share portfolio, the second one tries to take over a multi-national company and the third one thinks its a toaster. Sods' Law invented just for me!