Some days wake you up by taking a giant dump on your chest, thus letting you know it's going to be a truly shit 24 hours. Others prefer to start as Just Another Ordinary Day before hitting you with the bad news. The fuckers. But every so often some lovely day decides to kick things off by giving you a shiny present. Such as having the person you have been DREADING meeting this morning because you've not prepared for the interview call up, super apologetic to cancel on you at the last minute just as you are weeping into your soy mocha. Thanks, day - much appreciated.
UPDATE: No, no, no , bad day, why would you lie to me like that? Someone please kill me now and put me out of my misery.