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The Day from Hell!

We all have these days once and in while.  It is a day where anything and everything can and does goes wrong. And for some of us it is not just a day, it could the whole damn week, and for the very beautiful few fortune ones, you get the whole month. 

It usually starts off with something simply like your forgot your wallet, pickup the wrong set of keys or everyone's favorite - over sleeping that morning.  Now you know that from the moment that you woke late you are like "Man my day is going to be messed up!"  (Those are not my exact words but you get what I am saying, right?)  Then what's next for you that goes wrong?  The shirt that you want to wear is not ironed and you go to ironed it and what happens? Do you have a brown spot on that shirt?  Or do you have a hole it?  God said to be holy but depending on the size it might be a little too much for the day!  Let's move onto socks. . . I stop wearing them once the weather is warmer to as far into Fall that I can.  See in the Fall everybody can not tell if you are wearing mismatch sock unless you tell them, but at that point why you should carry about it anyway.  In gym shoes you can wear footies, in fact I recommend that you get a drawer full of them, it solves that mismatch problem.  How many of you tired to leave that house with zipper down?  And how many of you have success in leaving the house with your zipper down?  Go ahead raise your hand and admit that that action was apart of your day!  I feel your pain however make sure that you are wearing some impressive tighty-whites on.   That way you can at least get a whistle and phone number, right?  Moving on to the bus/car, pick your choice.  If you are like me and you are taking the bus to school\work then you know how important it is to be on time for work and missing that bus is not an option for us.  The because factor here is what time is the next bus coming and let's calculate how much of our pay is about to be deducted? DAMN that hurt! I am paying student loans so of course it hurt however for those of you who are paying child support, I don't feel your pain!  But I sure that it hurts just as much if not even more. (shuddering my should here with the oh well look!) But look we got it easy to those who have a car that pared out on the streets.  They either got a ticket, a boot, or their car towed.  Ouch in all three scenarios!  The because factor here is that is more money out of your pocket before you get that next pay check!

So far how many of you can emphasize on having these things happen to you on your day of hell?  And I am just getting started. . . picture this, you finally made it to work and you are 45 minutes late,  so you want to avoid that the manager at all cost, right?  Some of y'all know what actions you did to not get caught however as soon as you turned that corner and bam. .  . .you are busted! You are busted!  I know you are cussing under your breathe saying "DAMN!" Right?  Let me make matters worst for you and say "I betcha you had a cup of coffee in your hand and you spilled it."  Was it on yourself or on the manager?  And how many of you have a female manager?  On her shirt at that level and you know what level I am talking about.  The only thing comes to my mind is sexual harassment by coffee!  That is two write-ups, a verbal notice, and class in sexual harassment.  (Sidebar: This right here is a great topic for another time.  Stay tune!)  (And sorry to tells you boys this however the girl-on-girl harassment does not work.  At least to my acknowledge it does not.  But who knows! Right?)

The brutality of the day from hell is not done with you because it is not even noon yet and the day still has another 5 to 8 hours to play with you just to make your life painful for one day.  I am sure that some of you remember how the rest of your day from hell went while you were at work that is if you want or care to remember that day.  Most of us choose to forget because it is less painful to remember.  But as the day continues on you run into even more "I can not believe this s*** is happening today!" moments.  Where to start, hmmmm! How about how long did it take for you to get home?  Now either the buses were too full or they were running late, and traffic had to be a serious MF for you to take so long to be home.  Right?  You get all the way home and notice that you left your keys are at work!! Truth be told, this happen to me one time and I was like "what the hell was I thinking?"  I could not be angry with no but myself for this one.  Some of you had that moment too.  I know you are shaking your head like right, me too!

But let's go further into this day of hell, your old lady\man stood you up for date night so they can be with somebody else.  (I can feel the heat some of y'all now!) You was ready to kill them right?  You looking all good and that "You don't want to be with me!" attitude came out so fiercely with the crocked neck, hip bone done slip to the left side with the hand on and your face is like "No you didn't?"  You can't help but to walk away and go find you a drink.  Right? 

At the end of the hellish day, all you really want to do is go home, put on some comfortable clothing, grab some food and a nice drink and go sit on couch and watch your favorite show.  Right?  But you be damn again!  They done turn the cable off!  I already know what was said but that is how your day of hell done end!

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