Easy steps to....

How do you go from having just another bad day to having just another worse day...easy...first you start up by going to work dead tired cause the day before you worked your ass off doing lots of labor not meant for someone of your diminutive size , then you stay up till 2am trying to study, get up at 5am and get ready for work. When you get to work, make sure and seem to piss off people for no apparent reason so they can shout at you, and then tell you they are joking once that is accomplished begin your hard day's work, that the boss calls "pitching in" when you very well know he is taking advantage of your generous helpful nature, then he will call a meeting to announce his retirement, and introduce his successor ....the surprise...his daughter who seems to have a major I'm better than everyone attitude... you smile and nod and welcome her....but behind your smile you are screaming for god to poke out your eyes...meeting ends...back to slave duty, you must hurt your wrist while moving the god forsaken boxes....so after lunch, you need to beg to get your bank time to go to the "bank" by bank you mean to go for a haircut, and try to get a jacket for your friends weeding which is on Sunday...on your way to Chaguanas the maxi that you took seems to be stopping every 2mins to drop or pick up someone, therefore it takes you 3 times as long to reach your destination, when you get there your hair cut person isn't available, so you hunt for a jacket only to realize that none of the 50 stores you walk into has blazers...so you say to yourself hey I'm here might as well get some deodorant in Pennywise only to bounce up a closed sign...smiling while holding back tears cause the sun is so friggin hott and you have been walking for at least an hour in it, you head back, while uttering a prayer that the hair cutter person is there, thankfully she is so you get a cut only to realize for some reason its screwed up, you pay and realize that its your last 25.00 in your wallet so now you have no money to go home ...problem?...no of course not there is an ATM right there, but its out of service, so sweaty panic crosses your face and you pray frantically while searching your bag and you manage to find 5.00 enough to get you home..you hop in a maxi to be seated on the pull out seat which the conductor usually occupies...yay to urself...you have just moved from Bad Day to Worse Day...congrats