Everybody has them. Some more often than others. Today is that day for me. The kind of day where the very instant you wake up, the world takes a massive shit right on your face. The funny thing is that it's only 9:30 in the morning. That's right, I've only been awake for 3 hours and this is, officially, the worst day of the year.
6:00 am
Alarm goes off. I know this because I turned it off and went back to sleep.
7:00 am
Gf and I wake up and I'm an hour behind. Not only that, I must have slept on something I shouldn't have because my fucking neck is so jacked up I can barely move it.
7:30 am
I'm ready. I even had a light breakfast. I head out to catch my bus. It's been raining in Sydney now for the past week and a half, but at the moment it's only a light drizzle. I think to myself, "Meh. I'll get to the stop before it gets too bad. I should probably buy an UMBRELLA-ELLA-ELLA today.".
7:40 am
Halfway to the bus stop and it begins to PISS DOWN. I am now drenched and smell like worms. Thank you, God!
7:50 am
Well, at least my bus is on time. I hop on to find the only seat free is situated at the beginning of the bus. On this particular model of bus, the first series of seats face eachother. There's some chick who decided to stretch out her legs UNDER my seat. So, by this time we're at the next stop. People want to get on and sit next to me. I try and scootch over, but the bitch won't move her legs.
Now I'm sitting at the most awkward angle imaginable. Not only that, the emergency kit is situated right by my head, forcing me to bend my neck in the most uncomfortable position.
8:40 am
Yeah, you read that right. I had to sit in that position for a FUCKING HOUR.
Anyway, time to get off and catch the other bus that'll take me straight to bum-fuck Sydney; where I now work. It's a good 30 minute commute from Railway Square. This, normally, is a pleasant ride, except today it's jam packed with a certain group of people that don't understand the concept of personal hygiene.
So, now I can barely move my neck. I now have headache. I'm tired, hungry, hot and soaked. There's a mixture of rain, hair product and sweat trickling down into my fucking eyes. I'm thinking I'm going to be late for work and NOW there's an old foreign dude standing right next to me and his fucking armpits smell like 50 of my Grandpas combined.
9:25 am
Woohoo! I'm pretty much on time and have enough time left over to get my morning coffee! I jump off the bus, my bag gets snagged on the door and tears open the zipper.
All my shit is now scatterred to the four winds... in the fucking rain.
9:30 am
I got my coffee and am sitting at my desk. Time to log in and do my morning rounds. Things seem to be getting a bit better until I take out my phone and realize my Mom's been trying to call me all morning. Shit! I haven't talked to her in months, so I try and call her back. Turns out I have NO credit left on my phone.
Great.
My Mom is a constant source of reassurance. If anyone can convince me that today isn't so bad, it's her and now I can't even have that. FUCK YOU WORLD!
9:45 am
I open my Google Chat only to be welcomed by the most terrible news of the day. Turns out that Trent Reznor of the one and only Nine Inch Nails is throwing in the towel. I am completely fucking devastated by the news. NIN is my most favorite band. of. all. time. The very first CD I ever bought with my own money was NIN: Pretty Hate Machine. I still have the disc stashed away somewhere.
Can this day be any more terrible for me?
Yep. I was actually planning on seeing NIN next week in downtown Sydney. Turns out that this will be their farewell tour. I take a look at my bank account and I'm on my last $100. That just so happens to be the price of one of their tickets.
No money is the result of 3 months of unemployment. I made it stretch as long as I could. Luckily, I get paid this friday, but it seems like I'm going to have to ask the gf for a small loan so I can snag a couple tickets. If that doesn't pan out... well... FACK!11
10:15 am
Coding away when I came up with a brilliant idea only to find that some douchebag is squatting on the perfect domain name for it.
10:2... Pretty much ALL the fucking time
If Eclipse locks up for 2 minutes one more fucking time, I'm going to launch my FACE into my screen. Then, I'll feel bad because it wasn't the screen's fault.
Seriously, is hitting the backspace key THAT intensive of a process that Eclipse decides to shit itself?
10:40 am
That's the time right now. Nothing bad has happened yet, but it looks like it's going to be 'one of those days' for the rest of the day.
I fully realize this is a bitch post and that there's always someone out there who has it much, MUCH worse. There are people out there without fresh water to drink and kids working in factories for a bowl of rice a day. Still, a shit day is a shit day.
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