I took a class in one once, seriously.
Today – I could murder someone.
Here is why:
1. I fell on the streetcar track this morning
2. Someone opened a large, metal door into my face
3. I spilled soda on my new shirt
4. I have hair dye on my forehead. Not professional.
5. Three people said “What are you going to do about [insert their fuckup here]“
6. I deleted three very important files
7. I got five angry phone calls
8. I am behind in approximately 4, 625 tasks.
9. After all of this work: I. Am. Broke.
10. I ate a packet of children’s oatmeal for lunch. That is all.
Lord, help me.
12 responses so far ↓
twwirly // September 4, 2008 at 5:32 pm |
that is not a happy day. in fact? your day? le sucks. i hope it gets better soon. and that you find 40687950459694 dollars on your way home.
The Underblawger // September 4, 2008 at 9:32 pm |
That sucks. I guess the only advice I can give is, unless you can live with numbers 5, 7, 8 & 9, you might not want to become a public defender. Oh, and multiply the numbers in 5, 7 & 8 by 40687950459694.
Jamie // September 5, 2008 at 6:20 am |
Aw I really hope today is better for you.
meagank // September 5, 2008 at 9:05 am |
twwirly – thanks!
underblawger – yes, the public defender route was closed to me long ago – but I’m going into another sector of that arena. full of number 5,7,8 & 9!
jamie – thanks! we’ll see- just got to work!
Nathalie // September 5, 2008 at 11:32 am |
Oh Meagan, I will fill your sweet, pink month with so much Pad Thai and diet coke that your worries will melt away. See you at lunch!
Zoe Trope // September 5, 2008 at 12:31 pm |
Where do you work? I could take you out for lunch sometime. We 22-year-olds should stick together, right?
meagank // September 5, 2008 at 4:31 pm |
Zoe – I work downtown. God, yes! Let’s be BFF!
Kiala // September 6, 2008 at 11:25 am |
I’m sorry I was busy giving out so much financial advice I forgot to comment on you no good bad horrible day!
I hope it got better.
Stupid “tasks”. I hate them.
Kiala // September 6, 2008 at 2:36 pm |
your. I meant.
HB // September 6, 2008 at 9:19 pm |
i used to eat those little packs of oatmeal. in fact they littered my desk in random places for emergency food eats.
this day almost makes homicide look justifiable. when i was 22 beer and ice cream took care of everything.
that and a hurkin huge bag of money. i hope you find all that and more.
Matthew // September 7, 2008 at 12:46 pm |
Well…at least the day can’t get much worse?
kyla bea // September 9, 2008 at 10:15 am |
oh my gosh, what a nightmare! My weekend was just like that- hopefully we’ve both shaken it off!