Bad luck..in 3s?

Ever have one of those days? Absolutely nothing goes right?  I was to exhausted to get out of bed this morning, but I did.  I couldn't miss another class.  I had an 8am A&P quiz that I needed to ace!  So I get up at 6:15 to come downstairs to relax and make some breakfast.  I put on my cup of coffee, look over into the sink and there is a centipede! A nice big one too!  Of course, I freak out and run back into my room, change my clothes, brush my teeth, and run out the front door.  Needless to say, I DO NOT LIKE BUGS.  So I went to Sheetz, (for all of you not from Western PA - its a gas station & semi-fast food restaurant - basically 100% amazing!).  I got a nice coffee and breakfast sandwich.  Then off to class way to early!  I get out of my car and run to class in the pouring rain.  I sit and study and review everything that will be on my quiz.  I feel confident!  B texts me and tells me that he hit a pothole and got a flat tire! I feel horrible, he has such bad luck sometimes.  So another bad thing, right?  And so they say bad luck comes in threes.  So we are sitting in lab looking over Sheep hearts - YES I GOT TO HOLD AND LOOK AT A SHEEP HEART!  It was great and relaxing to just be so into something so intense.  So I get ready to go, oh and my keys aren't there.  Yeah, #3 I left them in my car.  Thinking I locked them there, I run out in the rain to my car and thankfully I left the front door unlocked and the keys were in the ignition. Super dumb? Absolutely!  

So as of now, I am going to sit in my living room and listen to the rain.  Possibly make some chicken alfredo before work and study for another exam tomorrow.  And I will hope that bad things end at three so that I am safe for the rest of this rainy day!

Do you believe that bad things come in sets of three?