Wrong Day Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

WrongDay

This was a fucking day from the beginning
the multibanco swallowed up my card, and I had
to drive to another town where my bank is
To retrieve my card. On the way back I got lost
and it took me forever to get home.
We were going to a Norwegian club but the meeting
was annulled, it was a shitty little place anyway.
We went to eat at a restaurant, halfway through
my meal my wife got ill I had to drive her home,
she is a hypochondriac, and that is an illness too.
This has been a fucking day can anything else
go wrong? It did, there was a blackout, and it took
an hour to get electricity back.
I`m hungry but think my best option is going to bed.