Anything that can go wrong, does.
There are variations, of which this is my personal favorite:
Anything that possibly can go wrong, will...usually at the worst possible moment.
In the recent past, not one, but three co-workers have quit their jobs because, among other reasons, their husband's salaries are such that they do not have to work anymore. As far as I am aware of, these women have all been of sound mind and spirits and relatively free of any mental disease or defect. The most recent defection occured today; this is being written upon return from a going-away breakfast hosted by the company.
Whereas I, possessed of a definite mental defect, find myself unable to quit my highly stressful, crazy-making job due to the fact that my husband...through no fault of his own and in spite of herculean efforts on his part...works at a job that will not cover our rent if we were to depend on it. The additional stress of being the primary breadwinner, along with the utter lunacy of the job, only exacerbates the depression I am being treated for...a fact that I am made painfully aware of every time I slam the Adderall that has become necessary to keep me sane and relatively motivated for the entire work day.
This scenario may not conform exactly to the letter of Murphy's Law, but it is close enough to the spirit. Or, as one of the examples listed in the oh-so-helpful Wikipedia entry states:
If there is a possibility of several things going wrong, the one that will cause the most damage will be the one to go wrong.
Or:
Left to themselves, things tend to go from bad to worse.
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