Synchronicity man. Interconnecting principals.

It's Monday - baby runs out of milk - we forget to buy some.

Somewhere a Target worker hates his job and is dreading going to work the next day

It's Tuesday morning - baby goes to sitters - we go to work - still no milk

The Target worker puts on his red shirt and tan pants. He is already planning on how he can ruin someone's day.

It's Tuesday after work - I drive to pick up the Baby at the sitters - I stop to get some beer and totally forget there is no Milk at home.

The Target worker punches in, he already sees the crowd forming in the video section and frowns.

It's Tuesday evening at home -I walk in the door and check the mail - there is a Target Gift card from our Real-estate Agent for 100 dollars.

The Target worker takes a break to urinate and pees on the floor.

It's Tuesday night - during dinner the baby proclaims "I Want Baba Milk!" - I stare in horror at the empty fridge, as I slowly drink a swig of the beer, "shit".

The Target worker watches the DVD fly off the shelves - he forgot to zip his fly

It's Tuesday after dinner - I call my wife to see if she can pick up some milk. She informs me that she will not be getting off work for another hour. The baby wants Baba Milk!

The Target worker is asked to collect carts, in the freezing cold - the anger grows.

It's Tuesday night, bathtime - as the baby plays in the bubbles and forgets Baba Milk, I relish the peacefulness, but know it wont last.

A Target shopper spits a piece of gum out near her car.

It's Tuesday night, after the bath - the baby get her jammies on. I see the words forming on her lips before they come out, "b.a.b.a.m.i.l.k"

The Target worker is collecting carts and steps on the gum. Frustrated and cold, he leaves to go back inside the store. The carts remain uncollected.

It's Tuesday night - I've put the baby's jacket on and hat. I stop to pick up the Target gift card on the way out the door. The bitter cold hits hard as we get in the car.

The Target worker is called over by his boss, "since you are done collecting carts, please re-stock the dvd's".

It's Tuesday night - I drive into the Target parking lot. It's littered with carts. Finding a close by park, I get the baby and head inside.

The Target worker is stocking dvd's when someone comes up to him, "Do you have any Dark Knight left on Bluray?" The Target worker smiles, "NO". the customer walks away defeated.

It's Tuesday night - I've gotten the milk and headed to the check out line. Something stops me. I take a detour to the video section.

The Target worker is stocking normal copies of Dark Knight. He turns away yet another BluRay customer as I walk up.

Me - "Do you have any copies of the Dark Knight on BluRay?"
Target worker - "NO."
Me - "Oh, okay. We'll guess I'll just check out what the normal DVD's look like."
Baby - "Baba Milk!"
Me -"I know baby, Almost ready to go home. Hang on."

The Target worker is getting nervous with me so close by. I notice his fly is down.

Me - "Hmmm, what's this way back here?" I see something pushed back into the shelve, something a little different sized then the normal dvd boxes.

Someone else comes up, "You have any Dark Knight on BluRay?"
Target worker - "NO. We're all out."
Me - "Except for this one!" I cheer as I pull out from the depths of the shelve the last copy of Dark Knight on BluRay, the special edition Batman Face shaped one even. "Guess it's my lucky day." I smile at the Target worker. He grimaces back.

It's Tuesday night bedtime - the baby is sleeping with a belly full of milk and the Joker is smiling on my t.v.

-3D