An Anomaly From an Old Lady

This morning had a matrix start in-stored - 

An old eccentric lady bisected my way,

As I dumped the groceries off my cart

Into the car trunk while she continued to sway.

I took on the driver's seat and hooked the belt

When a jet-black cat crossed my way.

The lady bragged about years of bad fortune,  

And worthlessness it would make me pay. 

Having been a cat parent, I chose the red pill,

And accelerated my way through anyway, 

Ignoring her superstitious approach and instil,

To one of the brightest of days in a long time.