I really don't think this day can get any worse

[Jeafl]

To start off with, this morning at the grocery store an elderly woman standing next to me in line dropped a bottle of Clorox bleach on the floor at my feet. The cap somehow came off and the bleach splashed all over me and completely ruined my favorite shorts, as well as my new sandals. The poor woman was so upset she started crying and telling me how sorry she was. I couldn't even be mad at her. I ended up consoling her

If that wasn't bad enough, when I got to the parking lot I saw that someone had scratched my new car with a shopping cart. Then, I had to dump my groceries out of all the bags so I could use them to sit on so the bleach wouldn't get on the seat of my car. (It was either that or drive home in my underwear--not an option!)

I went home and changed so that I could take my car in to the dealership to have the latch on the glove compartment fixed. When I first brought it in, they told me that they had to order the part. It took 5 days for the part to come in, and another 5 days before I could get an appointment. I dropped it off today, and sat in the waiting room for 45 minutes before they came and told me that someone had ordered the wrong part. So I will be driving around for another week or two with the glove compartment hanging wide open. I tried duct-taping it closed but dear old husband used a little too much ArmorAll and the tape slides right off. If that's not bad enough, there was a woman in the waiting room with me complaining of the strong smell of bleach. (I did wash!)

Then, I got home just in time to find that while I was gone my 14 year old had somehow broken my Waterford vase that had been a wedding gift from DH's grandmother.

CALGON TAKE ME AWAY!!!!!!!!!! Is there any way I can start this day over???

 

[Dee & Greg]

Have you looked at the "Favorite Adult Beverage" thread?!!
It must be happy hour somewhere!

Sorry for your day. On days like these, I'm just thankful I have the money for groceries, and the car to get me there. Oh, and don't forget to be grateful for the teen, either!

 

[HauntedMansionGeek]

You know the saying "when it rains, it pours"?.........it sounds like you're having a flood.

What a drag...I'm sorry today isn't going so well for ya.

Chin up, tomorrow is another day....I wish for all good things to come your way tomorrow!

 

[Rajah]

Awww, I'm sorry. I hope your day gets better from here on out.

 

[Serena]

LOL, I had one of those kinds of days on monday. As they said, tomorrow will be better.

 

[FOJMO]

Now THIS is a thread that merits some pity.

I really feel for you, Jeafl. You HAVE had a very bad day. This is not your oridinary whining here -- you truly have reason to vent.

Everything totally out of your control and yet you still have a sense of humor (Calgon).

May you have a terrific evening and I hope tomorrow brings you a much better day (couldn't get much worse, right?)

 

[Adrianna]

Well that just means you're going to have one hell of a good day tomorrow, right? Sorry to hear that, bummer.

Maybe this recap will make you laugh/smile:

now for the end........

SMILE

 

[Kitty 34]

Days like that can be such a bummer!! {{{{{{HUGS}}}} and go take that Calgon bath.......just don't drown!!!

 

[Beauty]

Been there too! I'm sorry but I did laugh at the lady in the dealership complaining about the bleach smell. I think I would have cracked up (both from crazyness and amusement at this point) laughing at that.

{{HUGS}}

 

[Planogirl]

I would seriously consider staying home for the rest of the day if I were you. Hang in there, it HAS to get better.

 

[helenabear]

So sorry you had such a bad day. Go take a bath and relax and I hope that tomorrow is a better day for you

 

[lizdotcom99]

If this helps...here was my day yesterday.....and I am still laughing about it today, don't know how...... I am curently unemployed and really trying to find a job. Not an easy task....so off to a job fair yesterday at a job I really wanted. I get to the job fair to fing out that they are only interviewing for a managers position and failed to put that on their web page. OK no big shakes, they will forward my resume to the corporate office. The traffic and the hour and a half drive to the job fair was jsut to get me out of the house. I can deal with that. Anyway, I am now halfway between home and the upscale shopping mall that I used to love to shop at when I was employed. Need to get a present for a friend anyway.....need to spend money that I don't really have. Besides my dad always reminded that somewhere there must be a money tree ( which I have not yet been able to locate). Anyway buy expensive gift and head home. Sounds easy enough....until I notice I should probably get some gas. Well of course gas is cheaper in Indiana (where I live) and that little idiot light has not yet turned itself on. Besides I am about a mile away from the exit off of the express way to the gas station. Uh oh, the light is on....now all of the lights are on.....darn it I ran put of gas.......What do I do now???????? Well my linen dress is really starting to itch and it is getting very hot in my black car with graphite interior in the 100+ heat. Cars and trucks are zooming by waaaay too close for my comfort. Boyfriend calls and says"Whatcha doing".....argh do I have to tell hime I ran out of gas...again.... (this is the second time in this car). He laughs, I do to what else can I do. He tells me to call a neighbor, so I do....my 75 year old pervert neighbor ( he really is a nice guy). He tells me he is putting his pants on, should he take them off? ICK!!!!! Anyway he says he will come rescue me, the damsel in distress (and in the itchy linem dress). But then he says I might want to call the state police as they might be able to get to me quicker. He reminds me (as if I did not know) that it is 100+ degrees outside and to call him back after calling 911. Cars and trucks continue to zoom by, I am so sure that this whole gas thing is going to be the least of my worries....police tell me Hooiser Helpers will be out shortly...they ask me my name and I tell them My name is Idiot Ran Outtagas..OK....I call the pervert back and tell him I will be home after being rescued by the Hooiser Helpers. Wait.....wait......melt.....wait some more about 30 minutes has gone buy and it is really hot out..... and here coems my hero!!! He has a huge truck with flashing lights and pulls up right behind me. On his loud speaker so all of Indiana can hear him he asks me if I am alright and just out of gas.....Redfaced from the heat mind you, not embarrasement, I smile and say ......yep that's me Idiot Ran Outtagas. He asures me that he has brought gast o 4 other people today and he is sorry I had to wait so long. The guy who kinda looked like the guy who drove Miss Daisey around took me to the gas station, pumped my gas while I paid for it and took me back to my car and filled my tank with gas would not take a penny from me for his help and kindness. He waits for me get my car started and back onto the interstate before leaving.... I get several phone calls on my way home from the pervert, the boyfriend and my best friend asking me if I have stopped at a gas station lately or if I needed a ride anywhere. I realized that I have developed a few hives from my itchy linen dress while filling my car up with gas for the rest of the ride home. I love my friends, the pervert and Hooiser Helpers as my day would not have been complete without them. Hope this brings a smile to oyur face, casue I am still laughing to myself today about the whole situation. Ihave also vowed to NEVER let my tank get below 1/4 EVER AGAIN!!!!
The end!!!!
Liz

 

[Jeafl]

Too funny, Liz! I guess we all have a bad day now and again.

Thanks for letting me rant, everyone. I am feeling much better now. In the scheme of things, I guess my day could have been worse. I shall look at the ruined clothes and shoes as a great excuse to go shopping. As for the vase, DH rarely brings me flowers anymore anyway!

 

[Claudia1]

So sorry for your day!!!!!

Can you bleach out the shorts and re-dye them? Gee, you could make them into any color that you want....... even tie dye.

 

[Gone Disney]

Gosh! I 'm so sorry for both of you. Those stories are terrible.
You could try doing what I do, take a deep breather and tell yourselves that it could be worse.

That bleach would have been enough to send me over the deep end. Even the thought of it ................ Arrgghhh!


Have a better day tomorrow!


Patti