One of those days

Have you ever had one of those days when you wake up at 6am after falling asleep at 1am, attempt to leave for work but find you have a flat tire, then try to write a coherent paper about exporting clothing to Venezuela that is due in 4 hours, get a blister on your foot walking to class, get lost in downtown Atlanta while trying to find a shortcut back to your car thus causing 5 additional blisters and a cut, and actual cut, on your foot caused by your shoes, and end up being verbally assaulted by a crazy driver in a parking deck because she (incorrectly) claimed you cut her off*?

Man, I hate those days.

*The parking deck story cracks me up. Upon leaving the deck, I noticed several cars in the 'monthly pass' line, and since I am not a monthly pass holder, I chose the left exit lane. I got up further up and saw that a car was trying to get over from the monthly lane (which was closed)to my lane and was attempting to wedge her way in front of me. I could not see what was going on in her car because of her window tint, but it got the security guard's attention. He came over and she rolled the window down, and started mouthing off about how I thought I could come out of nowhere and cut in front of her while she had been waiting to exit. The security guard calmly replied, "Ma'am, YOU got into the wrong lane. You didn't pay attention. She's in the right lane." The woman babbled something incoherent before flooring it to take advantage of the gap that opened up in front of me. The security guard just laughed and shook his head.