Ooooh, Hera’s Gonna Be So Mad

My roommate and I have driven out to get lunch. On the drive to the restaurant, it starts pouring. We are woefully unprepared, so I do what any sane person would do.

I stick my head out the window and shout:

Me: “ZEUS, IF YOU MAKE IT STOP RAINING, I’LL BEAR YOUR CHILD!”

Ridiculously enough, it immediately stops raining and I turn to my wide-eyed roommate.

Me: “What have I done?”