Morning of the Cockroach

Coming into work, scan subway car. It is raining outside and people have on sad rain outfits, i.e. man wearing long rain coat over messenger bag, which makes it look like he has a very large bottom, woman wearing plastic kerchief. Also see, to great horror, a cockroach crawling up the green windbreaker of a seated young man. Roach scurries around back of windbreaker (down collar?) and out of view. Man either doesn't notice or (less likely) doesn't care. Become very judgemental and blame man for roach's behavior. Receive sharp rebuke from universe when am in office and discover what hope very, very much is a new cockroach walking briskly across toe of my boot. Scream. Libby rushes in and asks what is wrong. Do not like to say that screamed because saw bug, so say that accidentally stapled finger. Libby looks at me as though I am deranged. Am not sure that look isn't justified.