You’re late for work, but you can’t find your car keys. You walk down the street and suddenly trip over nothing. You turn to sit in your chair, only to fall flat on your bum. Your printer jams minutes before that final paper is due. And your laptop hard drive crashes two hours before you leave for your business trip. (I was so favored as to experience that final scenario last month). These are the mini-tragedies of the mundane that plague our lives.
Today, when these minor misfortunes befall us we have little recourse but to grind our teeth in frustration and try not to lose our cool. Yet, our medieval and renaissance forbearers had a better option: they could blame Puck.
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