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You know what the title means. That day when everything started going wrong for the whole day. One bad thing after another to the point that you just felt "this day will end sooner or later".
My question is: What was that first thing that went wrong that more or less set the tone for the day?
My last one I remember clearly....I flipped on the coffee maker without checking to see that the coffee pot was in it. Hot coffee all over the kitchen counters, running down the cabinets (& yes some went inside), & of course all over the floor. That was the start of that day. A couple of screw ups later I gave up & watched TV for the rest of the day because I saw that things were just going to get worse.
(What made me think of this post was so far today isn't going all that well. About 3am I tried to turn over in bed & was lucky enough to thwap my head on my dresser next to the bed. I say lucky enough because without that dresser I would have hit the floor. I didn't have enough room to turn over - My wife is out of town & our dachshunds now LOVE me best. Add to that this morning my coffee filter fell over & my coffee has coffee grounds floating it in. I just can't wait to go exercise & see what happens there!).
The first thing that went wrong was that I went to the optometrist for a yearly check-up. The doctor was on vacation, and a new graduate was filling in for her. She said, "You do know you have glaucoma? I thought she was just looking to find something wrong with me, but she was right. The doctor had been watching the pressure levels in my eye, but never mentioned it. I started taking eyedrops to the tune of $120 copays every month.
However, to make it "one of those day," you have to fill in the rest of the story. I then went to the dentist where he told me I had to have a root canal and a crown.
I got home to find the pest guy there. He had discovered a termite trail or whatever they are called. They hadn't done any damage yet, but the whole house had to be treated.
I then went back to bed for the rest of the day. I am not kidding!
Post by gooddecisions on Jun 24, 2013 9:33:39 GMT -5
Whenever I have a bad day, I try to remember little 2 year old Yue Yue. She was outside playing a little too close to the road and was knocked over by a van. Bleeding in the street, dozens of people walked passed her without helping her in the seven minutes before another car ran over her. She was finally taken to a hospital and died a week later. It is a bad day when you are run over twice and nobody stops to help you.
So what is a high-performance liquid chromatography? I'm not sure if mine leaks or not.
All my bad days lately are centred around LGW. First she carries on about getting up in the morning, then I get a call from the school, then she gets home with the list of things she wants and finally she does the bedtime drama. And there is no excape. Just 4 more sleeps!
So what is a high-performance liquid chromatography? I'm not sure if mine leaks or not.
All my bad days lately are centred around LGW. First she carries on about getting up in the morning, then I get a call from the school, then she gets home with the list of things she wants and finally she does the bedtime drama. And there is no excape. Just 4 more sleeps!
Whenever I have a bad day, I try to remember little 2 year old Yue Yue. She was outside playing a little too close to the road and was knocked over by a van. Bleeding in the street, dozens of people walked passed her without helping her in the seven minutes before another car ran over her. She was finally taken to a hospital and died a week later. It is a bad day when you are run over twice and nobody stops to help you.
I am assuming that was the little Chinese girl that was struck by cars several years ago?
Post by The Walk of the Penguin Mich on Jun 24, 2013 9:39:25 GMT -5
HPLC has ruined more than one of my days as well, she's a bitch.
My worst day was when I was walking out of my apartment dressed in a white sweater. The lid on my travel mug was not on securely and most of the coffee went down the front of the sweater. Had to go change. That made me late for work and I had a horribly busy day planned PLUS 2 3 hour classes after work.
My Luminex decided to be an utter bitch and I missed half of my first class because it ran so late. I went to the second class, which ran over. My game plan when I left class at 10 pm was to walk through the hospital buildings to the parking garage, so I only had to walk about 1/2 block outside. By the time I got to the door of the hospital, to cut through, security was locking the doors and would not let me in. So I had to walk around some majorly creepy buildings. I could have called for a security escort but would have waited 30 minutes for that to arrive and I was already dogassed tired.
My worst day was when I was walking out of my apartment dressed in a white sweater. The lid on my travel mug was not on securely and most of the coffee went down the front of the sweater.
Hot coffee can screw up your whole day. Once we were making one of those marathon trips between Houston & Sumter SC. About 11pm I pulled into a gas station, filled up & went in to pay & get a LARGE cup of coffee. The lady said that if I would wait just a couple of minutes she had fresh coffee that would be ready. I waited, filled a cup (the coffee was steaming) & then as I sat down in the car the lid popped off & half a cup went into my lap (I'm a guy so think about it). Kind of hard to do but I stood up while in the drivers seat! Oh & since everything was packed I got to drive that way (coffee everywhere) until it dried.
Another time hot cup of coffee & I was showing my oldest the sights in MN (he had never been there). Stopped at one of their water features (Devils caldron or something like that) & as we were walking to the trail to see it I realized that I was on a sheet of ice. What made me realize that there was ice was that all of a sudden my feet were in front of my face (trust me that doesn't happen often). So I hit the ground on my back & as I lay there in slow motion I got a really good view of hot coffee drops (& an empty cup) coming down on me. Again...
Thinking about it, maybe I need to invest in a top notch lockable coffee cup!
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When it leaks I know the odds of me getting any work done that day are zilch.
Best was when I was trying to figure out why the pumps wouldn't work. I figured it all out and I managed to strip one of the bolts putting everything back together, it got stuck in the outlet valve. Thank God that one is a dual pump and I only needed one to work. $350 to get everything replaced. That was not a good Monday
Bad day, bad month - the morning ultrasound where we first heard about Aubree's heart issues. I've been on the edge of being pissy ever since. The littlest things set me off. Really working hard to keep those emotions in check so I don't end up screaming at some poor cashier at the store because they didn't bag my groceries right (have not done that yet, but wanted to!).
Most "normal" bad days usually start out with DD deciding to paint her breakfast in her hair, her milk onto the living room rug, try to jump off my bed, or have the dog escape the back yard when we let her out. Those things tend to make me late for work, which makes me feel rushed and hectic the rest of the day.
Post by greeniis10 on Jun 24, 2013 13:32:18 GMT -5
Sam, you're entitled to have "bad" days. What you are going through is heartbreaking and draining, to put it mildly! So, kudos to you for putting forth so much effort to not snap. I wouldn't blame you a bit if you did, however.
I've had plenty of bad days myself, but I'm like gooddecisions: I put things in perspective and I can hardly complain. Most of my state is on fire right now. So far we are not personally affected, but you can't see the color of the sky or the sun. The smoke fills the air and ash rains down every where. Any time you're outside it feels and smells like you're standing next to a campfire. I don't care what goes "wrong" right now as long as the fires don't get any closer!
Sam, you're entitled to have "bad" days. What you are going through is heartbreaking and draining, to put it mildly! So, kudos to you for putting forth so much effort to not snap. I wouldn't blame you a bit if you did, however.
Post by teen persuasion on Jun 28, 2013 10:36:47 GMT -5
When I initially read this thread, I was pleased that I couldn't think of a "bad day". Then I realized I was probably due for a comeuppance. Yep. Next day I got a call from DH - he was in the hospital, they were evaluating him for a heart attack! Why? It was day 2 of firefighter bootcamp, the temps were well above normal and it was humid, and they were all in full turn-out gear, masks and airtanks on, running obstacle courses and up stairs in the burnout building. Of course he was short of breath and had a bit of chest pain!
Three days in 2 different hospitals, 2 ambulance rides, pumped full of drugs for conditions he didn't have (nitro, lipitor, provochol, heparin, etc.), EKGs, Echos, blood tests, CT scan and finally an angiogram, all to finally learn that his heart was "beautiful". No heart attack. Just like we knew all along.
Now, as a result of having the angio, he needs to take another week off from FF class. It was a two week class and he just spent most of this week in the hospital.
My day started out great today (& I was thinking about this thread). I got the 5am dance on face because I want to go out from the puppy. I was awake enough to take her out the BACK door so that I didn't have to chase her down the street. Great except when I opened the back door I found that something had "upset" a skunk very very close by. Close by as in the smell was so strong that I was worried that the skunk was in my yard. Anyway then I went out another door to take the trash out (garbage day) & if anything the smell was worse on that side of the house. Over Yatzee & coffee my wife hit me with all the stuff we have to do & all the places we have to go. She heard the temp should be 107 year today so I'm looking forward to being out in it all day. Well I guess any day is a good day.
By the way teen persuasion your description reminded me of something close to that at a base I was at. Playing war (of course) & the SP's were in full Chem gear & full packs. They were told that there were intruders at the other end of the flight line, so they ran the whole way. Once they got there they were told, no the intruders were back where you started. So they ran back. We ended up treating something like 8 out of 12 of them because they just fell over.
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One morning, I went to the cupboard for peanut butter, and realized that we had chunky, and not creamy.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
I promptly went back to bed and slept for 24 hours until this nightmare had passed.
Bob your letting little things get to you. After all what does it take to say "Honey go get the right kind of peanut butter NOW". That way you get the right peanut butter & you train the spouse at the same time.
Bob your letting little things get to you. After all what does it take to say "Honey go get the right kind of peanut butter NOW". That way you get the right peanut butter & you train the spouse at the same time.
This sounds good, in theory, but IRL I do my own grocery shopping.
DW is something called a "veg-e-tarian"(did I get that right?). I've no clue what that is but apparently it involves NOT eating delicious animals for some reason. Can you imagine?
Anyways, if I sent her out for peanut butter, she'd probably return with something made out of soy and fail rather than flavorful pressed peanut sweepings and tasty juiced baby seal for that true, peanut butterly goodness.
Post by Sum Dum Gai on Jun 28, 2013 14:23:35 GMT -5
My last really bad day started with a phone call in the wee hours informing me that my grandfather had passed. It then moved on to a phone call while I was still driving into work letting me know that we'd lost our contract and nobody was sure whether we'd have a job or not and we'd hopefully get more details on the conference call that was going to happen as soon as I arrived. We didn't of course. All we got was the name of the company that had won the contract and an end date for our jobs. Nothing after that could come anywhere close to those first two in terms of pure suckage, but it was one of those days that just kept piling on and piling on. You know it's going to be a bad one when the second worst thing to happen to you is losing your job and you haven't even gotten to work yet.
Post by 8 Bit WWBG on Jun 28, 2013 14:44:25 GMT -5
...:::"You know it's going to be a bad one when the second worst thing to happen to you is losing your job and you haven't even gotten to work yet.":::...
That was the motivation for the "Mondays can kiss my ass" thread, right?
Whenever I have a bad day, I try to remember little 2 year old Yue Yue. She was outside playing a little too close to the road and was knocked over by a van. Bleeding in the street, dozens of people walked passed her without helping her in the seven minutes before another car ran over her. She was finally taken to a hospital and died a week later. It is a bad day when you are run over twice and nobody stops to help you.
I had to look it up.
Meus Deum.
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