Had to visit grandma at the hospital. I was the only one available to go and feed her. Came 30 minutes late because of traffic and found no place to park the car. I parked it badly inside the hospital's parking lot, blocking 2 cars in the process. Found her, she'd already eaten. Ok so I'm useless. She tried to talk, couldn't understand a thing, as she's had a stroke.
Came to get the car a hour later, in the hurry I jumped from a height and hurt my feet. Found two ladies by the car complaining cause they couldn't get out, they were in the right so I said nothing, however they kept repeating that they'd called the tow truck. When I finally got home, tired, sweaty and pissed off, it hit me. How the hell was the tow truck supposed to get inside that parking lot, get my car and get out of there considering that it was filled to the brim with cars?
Who cares, I thought. As long as they didn't get my lisence plate I'm good. Tried to wash my hands, but I was interrupted by a strange sensation. Like if something was tickling my right foot. A fucking bigass cockroach was trying to crawl on my foot! I jumped about 3 feet in the air, lost my temper and drowned the fucker with floor detergent. How do they come in??? So I tried to pull down the blind, which was still up, whadda you know... The ropey thingy snapped clear off. Now the blind will stay down for a while, I guess.
"Hey, wanna see me tempt fate? Could this day get any worse? I did it ironically, so I think I'm safe."
Well... I do feel a little better now. My feet still hurt, though.
I hate the fucking traffic. I hate it....