Bad Day!!!!

I love Daniel Powter's song, "Bad Day" - I'm a sucker for tales where Romance intervenes, galantly SAVING THE DAY, and in that video, Romance definately comes out trumps. All very mushy really, but contrary to popular belief, I do not have a leather hide for a heart!

Point is, I really should not have gotten out of bed today - absolutely nothing good came from it! From start till 4pm (the day is after all not quite over), the day has not been nice to me. I need to moan, and guess, what, this is it!

It all started with some rather disaappointing news, way too early in the day. I had a rather promising job interview last week, and have been waiting patiently with baited breath for a response (yeah..........more like I became absolutely rabid, salivating with eagerness for their response!) Anyway, they called me back today, raving about how they loved me and how great I was, blah blah blah blah blah. Small issue, I'm the wrong nationality, and thus they can't take me!!! You would think in this day and age of globalisation, such boundaries would have ceased to exist? Well, to say the least, I was crushed, dissapointed, deflated....really just pissed off! I, like the next person, want more money. Now don't give me all that rara about passion, and money not buying happiness etc etc, I NEED to live a certain kinda lifestyle, and to do that, I really need a tad bit more dollar bills! And this potential job (among MANY other pros) meant more money!
Everyone has given me the obligatory "win some lose some", schpeel, but right now, I just really need to b*tch!

Moving on from there, there I was in, about to get into my car, and I opened the door with such viciousness that it slammed into my forehead. I personally don't quite understand that, WHO DOES THAT!??? It's not like my head and hand don't operate from the same central system, how can I not realise that my head is in the way?? Bad day, just bad day.

Sporting the most awful lump on my forehead, I came back to work only to be harassed incessantly by my so-called collegues. I can't quite describe it........it's like....... a tenacious mosquito.....noisy.....persistent, high-pitched......but.......WORSE!
Technology has brought with it an increase in my blood pressure! The emails, the workphone, the cellphone, the blackberry (ok I lie, don't have one of those!), it just all never stops. All those freakin technologists have done is created an infinate number of methods by which bosses can send work, b*tch, check-up on you etc etc.

I need a holiday. A chance to lie in the sun, drink myself delerious and forget the current circumstances that are my life. (note the melodrama - what was a bad day is now a whole life)
Well, blowing and proportions aside, I think it's just that time of the year when we all need to take a step back and forget. Forget that you're not a heiress and have to work for a living. Forget that you will always encounter and worse yet, have to work with altogether unsavoury idiots. Forget that you're no longer a care-free dependant. Altogether, forget that you're an adult.