Not my day.
Me: I think I'm getting the hang of this route to work.
Life: You sure about that? You just almost got in an accident.
Me: Frick.
Me: I think I'm getting the hang of this new job.
Life: You sure about that? You're making so many mistakes you're on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
Me: Frick on a stick!!
Me: I think I'll go home, take a xanax, and take a nap.
Life: You sure about that? Your sister's dog is barking and the neighbor's kids are home early. And they're playing outside. Screaming.
Me: FRICK ON A STICK WITH A BRICK.
Me: Oh hey, I have headphones.
Life: They're broken.
Me:
Me:
Me:
Me: [/nervous breakdown]