Monday was just one of those days. You know the kind where everything goes wrong. It was a move to Australia kind of day. (Extra credit if you get the literary reference.)
Just making it to work was rough and involved spilled coffee. Once I got to work a coworker asked what happened to my shirt. I was wearing a brand new light blue shirt. I was just trying to make it to work. Unfortunately a neighbor’s chickens were literally crossing the road. Well it was more like standing in the road. When I served to miss them coffee went everywhere.
So, to answer that old question why did the chicken cross road … because they can.