Can I Take the Good with the Bad ?

Does it say something about how my week is going - or at least about how my day will go - when I come in to work to find a dead mouse under my desk? Is that some kind of omen? He didn't die of natural causes, so it's not like he came here to die or anything. But of all the mousetraps in all of my office, he had to eat out of mine. It started when I came in this morning to see my two coworkers taking the garbage out behind my desk. They thought there must've been food in there, and that's where the slight odor was coming from. But, an hour later and the smell was still around. After three puffs of Febreeze, I finally moved the garbage can to see if food had somehow fallen behind the bin itself. And there it was: A mouse, curled up, post mortem, hiding behind my trash can. After yelling and calling out to "GET IT OUT OF HERE" (because whomever set the trap is therefore responsible for removal of the corpse), it's gone...But it seems to be the icing on top of the really shitty cake that is today.