Personafication Essay

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Buddy Murphy

Do you remember the time when things didn’t go as according to the plan? When was the last time when things decide to go wrong at the last moment? From my 26 years of life experience, I can humbly tell you that things will tend to go wrong even if you feel good about it. I cannot tell you how much I detest the law of Murphy when the law applies to me, yet there were times when I wished that Murphy was my close friend.

There was a time when Murphy decided to show up when I drove my best friend’s car for the first time. It’s been eight years since the accident but I can still remember vividly how horrifying the accident could of turned out to be. It was one summer afternoon when my friend and I decide to drive around the town like any other teens would do on their first year of receiving driver’s license from the motor vehicle. I can’t remember how exactly we came to the point where he complied to my request, which was for me to drive without the driver’s license. Everything was going according to the plan. It only took approximately a minute for me to drive my friend’s Hyundai Excel to the wall. After a loud thud, the first thing we did was to inspect the damage after crawling out from the car. The bumper, hood and side panel of the car was crushed. The front end of the car resembled a crumpled up paper in recycle bin. Compare to the damage on the car, we were lucky to come out from the accidents without any lesions. We were also lucky that we didn’t get any trouble with authority due to the fact that my friend’s father was a police officer in the Port Authority of New York City. When I think back, it was foolish for me to take on the driver’s seat without driver’s license and wreck my best friend’s car. I should of known that Murphy would show up on that day.

Murphy decided to show up again when I decided to go down to Atlantic City on one winter evening. After informing my mother about the trip down to Atlantic City she warned me not to go over the speed limit while driving on the highway. Time was irrelevant issue to me at the time and complying to traffic law would be a good idea to start off the night so I agree with my mother not to drive over the speed limit during the trip down to Atlantic City. Driving on the speed limit like every other car on the road and listening to the music on the radio made me forget how far down south that I have traveled from the starting point. Out of blue, one of the driver on the road who were diagonally in front of me decide to speed up. It was until that moment when I realize how close I was to the destination, just a few more exits to go before getting off from the Parkway. I had a good feeling that I can pass the car in front of me who decide to go over the speed limit. I guess I indulged myself into a past memory when I used to race on public highway. I decide to floor the gas pedal and follow the car in front of me that abruptly went over the speed limit. The driver in front of me who gave me a sense of urgency with his sudden revolt against speed limit on the Parkway started to slow down abruptly which gave me a chance to pass him with ease. I was peeking on the rearview mirror to see if he or she was following me. I saw two bright lights getting closer so I decided to give a little tap on the gas pedal for a slight acceleration boost. At that instance the two bright yellow lights started to transform into a beautiful mix of red and blue lights. The car turned out to be not the same car as the one who have violated traffic law with me. Once I got pulled over, I knew that Murphy was surfing on the top of State Trooper’s vehicle on that cold winter night.

When Murphy visited me this time he was very conservative and silent until the last moment. On one spring day I thought about making empty space in the basement into something useful. I wanted to transform the basement into a luxury apartment but my budget wasn’t sufficient for my vision. Yet I wanted to set up a room, a kitchen and electric appliance for the kitchen so it can be used as a small flat which will help the monthly mortgage payment of the house. The first thing I did to achieve my goal was to have a plumber to set up waterline for the kitchen faucet. Once the waterline was installed I went out and bought a decent kitchen cabinet from the Ikea. Building walls to make a small room was not a problem because my neighbor was a framer and he decide to help me by setting up the walls in most economical way. The stove and refrigerator were the last pieces to make the apartment complete and fully functional. After searching on the internet I had a good ball park figure how much money is needed for the two appliances that I am interested in. Even though that I knew what I wanted on the internet, I wanted to make sure that if the local appliance store carries the electric stove and refrigerator that are cheaper in price than the appliances that I checked on the internet. Once I got to the local appliance store I remember a feature of stove that I have read on the internet which I did not understand. So I decide to ask an employee who was working there. The employee was very kind about sharing his knowledge for the features of the electric ranges. After sharing his knowledge wi he also asked me if I already have an outlet for the electric stove and it was that moment Murphy came out of a thin air. I thought that electric stove can be used on regular 110V outlet but every standard size electric stoves require a 220V power outlet. I was advised that the price of 220V outlet installation is just a little shy from the price of two appliances combined. Murphy never seized to amaze me.

No matter how hard I try to be friend with Murphy by setting up a perfect plan, thinking about the best possible solutions to given problems yet Murphy will never seize to show his characteristic like an unexpected storm on a sunny day. Even though I have no control over when and how Murphy might show up with his variant sleigh of hands I am not afraid to stick with a plan that I have made for the future. I hope that someday Murphy would become a good friend of mine so I do not have to worry about the unexpected problems.