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]