...and it's none of your guys fault. It seems everything that could go wrong over the past 24 hours, has indeed gone wrong.
My Labor Day weekend started by my high school team losing a game to their rivals last night. This would be bad enough if it weren't for the fact that we lost a coveted trophy called "The Copper Kettle", so my chances to get my fingerprints on that trophy is now scattered across this freezing hellhole (sorry for the language, I'm that mad). You may think "Oh, Arena25, what's so special about a stupid kettle"...well, become a fan of my school or our rivals, lose the Kettle and see how you feel afterward. You would only understand then.
Then, I find out I'm going to get my six-month shot of anger 2 weeks from now at the dentist's office.
And finally, at work today (I work as a food attendant for a local hotel), the people ate like they haven't eaten since January, and they also left such a huge mess, my manager was on my back telling me to clean it up, even though I'm still overflowing with murderous emotion as a result of last night.
And now my mother is sick.
Someone permaban me from these forums and stake me on the wall, please and thank you. If I were Molag Bal right now, I'd personally eat 200 Worm Cultists.
Hopefully, your Labor Day weekend goes much better than mine has so far.
Signed,
Lord Arena25
If you can't handle the heat...stay out of the kitchen!