We've all been there, experiencing those morning events that just scream to you, "this day is going to suck."
Tie-Dipping in coffee, every shirt is wrinkled, car won't start...
How about these:
You wake up and it's Monday.
You wake up to realize you've stolen anything from Mike Tyson.
You wake up late for the Monday Morning Sales Group-Hug back in the crumbling world that is your company.
You wake up, walk to the bathroom, and Patrick
Duffy is stepping out of the shower - it was all a dream. And you might be...well, "...skip to my Lou, happy...".
You wake up, swear by all the gods of fast food hell, you will never go to Wendy's again. Lift the lid, there are ladies about, feel a stronger than usual back pain, look down and
see blood.
- this is what happened to me, today, this morning...
Whiskey, Tango, Foxtrot!
