Had to get up at five so I could prepare for class. Taught two MBA classes that went from from 8:00 AM to 1:00 PM. Tired as a dog because those students are demanding and smart as hell.
When I get out of class, my car has been towed from the faculty lot because apparently my permit was expired and it confused the parking nazis - and they gave me a $500.00 fine!!! Plus the time and the $100 I had to spend to get my car back from the towing company.
Then one of the MBA students emails and tells me that one of the readings for next week is missing from the course packet. The idiots who copied it must have eaten it or something - so I have to scramble to make 150 copies and get them to the students. (Okay, so I should have checked, but it easier to be pissed at the copy room).
Then, while I'm trying to prepare for the class I have to teach from 6:00 PM to 9:00 PM, my dad calls to tell me he's got cancer AGAIN! Not the old cancer recurring, but a totally new and unrelated cancer. How's that for insanely bad luck? The doctors apparently seemed pretty optimistic, and were not completely freaking out, so he's pretty positive about it.
And then - the crowning and pathetic pinnacle to the worst day - when I took a big dump at the end of the day after finally getting home - my ass ended up bleeding!! Don't know if it was stress from worrying about my dad, or just an enormous turd, but it sure summed up my day.
Just kill me now!
Anyone have a worse day? If nothing else, it would sure help put my day in perspective. Maybe I should have watched Springer!
Imbroglio, where are you?