I'm a sitcom waiting to happen

Tomorrow I have 3 job interviews which is great because I only need to wear my "job interview" outfit (my one nice banana republic button-down shirt and slim black skirt) once this week. The timing SHOULD be fine since one's at 10am, one's at noon, and one's at 3pm, but if my life were a tv show (which I often think it should be), I'd be so screwed. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that I'll avoid late interviewers, traffic snarls, lunch staining my shirt, getting splattered by a passing car, pouring rain, snapping the heel off my shoe, missing my kid's playoff game/play/piano recital and all the other sitcom cliches of overscheduling.