Not my day

An uncooperative child this morning made me late.

A rude employee made my blood boil.

Lack of planning made my pre-noon work hectic.

I haven’t played basketball in months and today I felt like a 50-year-old in lead shoes.

Ignorance of a new policy had me stuck in a parking deck. I ended up paying $12 I don’t have for the privilege of getting more pissed off.

A recently-departed coworker has left me with too much work and too little time this afternoon.

What does the evening hold? Anything would be better than this.

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