HOW TO LOSE WAIT

I work on the fifth floor of an office building. Recently, some of my fellow employees started up a fitness trend to take the stairs instead of the elevator.

I didn't bite.

Then about two weeks ago, as I was ready to leave work, I went to the elevators and noticed one of them was out of service and being worked on by a repairman. When I got downstairs and outside, I saw his repair vehicle in front of the building. On the side of the van was a sign that read, "Finist Elavater Repare."

So far I've lost 3 lbs. taking the stairs.

I never let black cats cross my path, but trains always, ALWAYS do.

That's gotta mean something.

Occasionally, I'll look for a 4-leaf clover.