Last night I was on my way home from Sarahk and Frank J’s, when Jesse texted me that the windshield wipers on my car are messed up. Jesse’s been driving my car since he has a long commute and I’ve been driving his truck when I need to go somewhere.

I got home and found some tools for him and he pulled up shortly after. It was dark out so I found the flashlight and held it for him while he looked to see what was wrong with the windshield wiper. The wiper on the driver’s side was going completely off the windshield. The whole assembly was swaying like crazy. He tried and tried to fix the assembly. No luck. I made an appointment for Monday to get the wiper assembly fixed- it is clearly broken.

When things are bad, why do they usually seem to get worse?