Today was the day I was going to make another effort at getting a summer job (yes, I know it's a bit late, but I've been pretty unlucky so far). Now I had a mix up with my mom about the times and left an hour later than I should have and thought that the place would close an hour later as well. Even then, I thought I was early so I got a hair cut and that ending up taking another hour. When I finally got there (no thanks to a late bus), it was closing time so I had to go home empty handed. As I rode the bus on the way back, I saw a familiar sight: bucketing rain. And to make the whole situation even more ironic, I was wearing a white shirt (I never learn, do I?). Luckily the rain stopped after I had walked a third of the way so it wasn't too bad, but I'm still a little suspicious about it raining every time I've taken the bus since the end of school...