The Power of a Burrito Transcends

 

My husband is one of those people who always has weird shit happen to him. He pays his bills, minds his manners, is quiet, and has his tires rotated and gets regular maintenance on his truck, and yet ugly, horrible things still happen to him. People in the service industry fuck with him on purpose, I am convinced.

The other day he went to Les Schwab and had his tires changed or some important thing perfect people do.  I wouldn't know about Les Schwab or tires because I've never gotten new tires or my tires rotated on any vehicle I've driven. I am horrible at mechanical things, and I don't get how you are supposed to know if you need new tires, or you need your tires changed unless the damn thing is flat... My husband on the other hand has an actual account at Les Schwab, because he outfits the many different vehicles he has with tires with the passing of every season...

Well wouldn't you know, this last time was a complete disaster. He drove out of the parking lot of Schwabs and about 5 minutes  down the road one of his wheels flew off his truck and rolled down the highway only to center punch a minivan. The man in the minivan drove away and the van reappeared 30 minutes later with a woman driving it. Yeah, the cops are involved its a weird little mess. But the real problem that we are dealing with  now that his precious truck is tainted, he feels it may never be the same... and he's a beside himself over it.

A few days after this event I offered to let him take me to lunch at Taco Bell, on our way to the Bell, he asked me "why do things like this always happen to me?" 

I, being the guru of peace and harmony that I am, suggested that it was because he didn't put out enough positivity to the universe (daytime tv overload, I know).  I said just once, you smile and say "hi" to everyone, and put positivity out there and see what happens for you.

So we went into Taco Bell, and he smiled like a crazed fiend to every person that we saw... even when the brain donor behind the counter made him repeat himself three times, my little chalupa kept forcing the smile. We sat down and I said "see that wasn't so bad." 

 We sat down to eat, and thats when the most amazing thing happened. An extra burrito magically appeared in our sack. 

Coincidence? I think not, there was a higher power at work here. Burritos don't just appear out of thin air!!!

Anywhoo, thats my challenge for ya'll this weekend, you put positivity into the universe, and see what kind of free shit you get... 

Then let me know! 

Thanks !

SQ