Today…

…I pretty much feel like this.
I started my day looking for my leopard tee that I absolutely wanted to wear but I couldn’t find… eventually, after 10 minutes of serious searching around the apartment I gave up and, exactly in the moment I wore another tee, I remembered that leopard one was in my bag since Saturday night (i brought it with me just in case it would have got cold but in the end I didn’ t wear it, so I forgot it inside). By that time I was already late for work…
So this was the first FML thought of the day.
Anyway, there was obviously much more to come and soon as I stepped out of my apartment my neighbours (the old pit-bull lady from the flat next to mine and the Mrs Perfect Mummy from the flat above) started yelling at me complaining because of the loud music we had a few nights ago. I have been staring at them for a while wondering if they gave each other an appointment, or if it was just a lucky coincidence for them that they could attack me together at 9 o’clock in the morning when I was still half asleep… But the thing that pissed me off most was that this time they were basically right, since the other night we made a real mess at 5 o’clock in the morning, so I couldn’t just have a real argument with them… and when I left, pissed off above the “9 in the morning” limit, I was even more late for work… and at this point you should imagine a huge cue of FML thoughts, one after the other, just banging into my head…
I will skip the story about the client calling me even before I managed to get to work making me anxious for some possible printing problems (which thanks god were not real) due to some colleague’s mistake, forcing me to stand at the tram stop phoning half of the world to fix everything up…
I was exhausted when I finally stepped into the agency and I am exhausted now after the all f****n day… but still…got some work to do so …
* F * M * L *
& good night ppl
:)

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