NIN and the downward spiral

I get up 15 minutes late this morning… wash up get dressed…search high and low for my left shoe for what seems to be an eternity… but just as I was about to give up and put on another pair I find that it was right in front of me all along. I rush like crazy into the kitchen to get some toast and get it all cream cheesed up(breakfast is after all the most important meal of the day) but add sugar instead of salt…I think meh… its not that much of a big deal… so it’s a little sugary… then I trip on the mat on my front door but luckily break my fall by grabbing onto the railing… and just I’m about to smugly smile at the gods of colossally bad Mondays… I find that I’ve placed my palm on some form of bird excrement. I get to work only to figure out that I’ve left my security pass at home which means no access to any work till I get my keys… And all this is fine… just a rough start to the day BUT WHEN TRENT REZNOR STARTS singing
“You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of shit
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become?”
I know that I’ve pissed someone off somewhere and that all this is BAD KARMA COME ROUND TO BITE ME IN THE ASS! Is it even humanly possible to have all this bad luck in the span of an hour? DAMNNNnnnnnnnnnn!