Chapter 1 - The Right Day to Pick the Wrong Classroom

The first time I walked into a bank I had a cold and I sneezed, I mumbled something about slobber coming from my mouth but a person near misheard and thought that I said robber and everyone went into freak out mode.
In the third grade I walked in on my teacher and the principal, she gave me A’s for the rest of the year despite my reluctance. She wouldn’t believe me when I said that I would forget anything ever happened – and believe me I wanted to forget it.
My whole life has been a mix of bad luck, misfortune and lots and lots of awkward moments.

And by the looks of things, my lifestyle wasn’t about to change. Once again I’d stumbled my way into something; little did I know just how big this seemingly small occurrence would turn out to be.