1. I missed an early morning Fedex pickup for an iMac that I needed yesterday because I was sleeping and didn’t catch the phone until the last ring, so I ran down to the street after the Fedex guy in my pajamas, and literally missed him by a second.
2. I gave myself whiplash as I was running down the stairs to catch the Fedex guy and couldn’t turn my head to the left for about 3 hours.
3. The hot water in my shower ran out as I was trying to alleviate my neck pain.
4. I DROPPED MY iPHONE IN THE TOILET when I was calling the landlord from the bathroom. I hit my funny bone on the tap which caused me to “ow ow ow” and kurpluk! Right in the bowl. (Remarkably, due to the fact that I had the Griffin Clarifi case on it and I have reflexes like a cat, it didn’t get completely wet and still worked. For a while).
5. The entire side view mirror on my crappy 1995 Pontiac Firefly fell off as I was driving downtown.
6. I got stuck in rush hour traffic for 50 mins and missed two appointments because I had to stop the car and retrieve the side view mirror wreckage from the road.
8. Returning to the car, I realized that I had lost my car & apartment keys. This was of course when my iPhone died, so I had to use a cafe’s phone to call for help. After retracing my every step for 3 hours, I did not find my keys.
9. Then I got a parking ticket for $60.
What can you do but cry, laugh a little, and sob until snot is running down your face? Thanks to Ry for helping me find my way home.
Worst. Day. Ever.
Have you ever had a really bad day? Tell me about it in the comments.
I will give away a Griffin Clarifi case and a big online hug to the best answer. If you don’t have an iPhone, or you also dropped your phone in the toilet like me, or the bathtub, then I will find some other fun prize to send you.
Follow me on the Twitters so you can find out who won!
Gerard Neto
May 16, 2009 at 1:58 AMI was drinking with some of my new friends, we were playing cards… That was the last thing remember cause after that im lying on my bed with black eye, some bruises.. And i dont remember where I got them…
SamWoodward
May 16, 2009 at 7:09 AMMy heart goes out to you. When life is unfair and I’m hit with the “the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune” I’m reminded of a quote from Winston Churchill who said, “If you’re going through hell…keep going.”
Tim
May 16, 2009 at 7:12 AMuhh… I was so nasty yesterday… sorry!
Hug me…
Gimme the case!
PLEASE!
the lost_poet
May 16, 2009 at 2:53 PMhey, bit slow on the uptake, saw your update on twitter but it has been a mad wek. :BIG HUG: I can completely understand how it feels when these things happen. We’ve all had our share. I once lost my HDD – just liked that, the entire thing, with all about two years of music collection, rare music, some of my own early music.
Recently my desktop’s PSU blew up, that’s the second time in a row! Oh and during the finals of a competition, my dj setup failed because Traktor started cycling between all the screen sets. And the same thing happened during a guest performance! And i still haven’t figured how the config file(which does this) gets corrupt!
The prize should go to someone else though, I can’t remember those staccato bad days i have had!
John Chow
May 16, 2009 at 4:57 PMYou have a Firefly from 1995 and the only thing that fell off was the side view mirror? That’s amazing!
Jensen
May 16, 2009 at 8:02 PMWhoa, what a sympathy post. It’s crazy that fanboys will drop comments to win a ‘prize’/junk… ha
Brandice
May 17, 2009 at 11:07 AMI’m so sorry you had such an awful day!! :( That seriously sucks. Muchos hugs. OOOOOOO
Jeff
May 17, 2009 at 1:43 PMAnd I was complaining about my day….
Justin prather
May 17, 2009 at 10:37 PM@Mostly Lisa we were at a horse show in highesb meth rate area of the states and we parked and all of that stuff sept for the iPods and gps were in the trunk and I had to go ride and we cane back about an hour later and all my stuff along with the contents of like 4 other cars was gone! I spent the next like 10 horse sulking around muttering to myself “my pictures” over and over. It was deft one of the worst days of my life. To compete with it though was being trapped in vietnams worst typhoon/flodding and having to trek around no where (aka. Yen baí) Vietnam poking for a dry place to stay with my whole yEar of picures and the backup and all my gear. I didn’t care what happened to me but it was like GOD SAVE THE PHOTOS!!! And of course my mom who was there with me ;) LOL
Renate
May 18, 2009 at 1:49 PMDude, that does sound like the worst day ever. Seriously. I can’t remember ever having a day THAT bad.
Now didn’t that make you feel all better? :)
casa
May 19, 2009 at 11:19 AMReally bad day, but next day will be better ;)
Jaime Barillas
May 22, 2009 at 12:39 PMI had my own bad day yesterday.
I had bought a Canon SX 110 IS in BestBuy almost a month ago. About a week ago, I was browsing the camera’s section in various sites, and I liked the Canon SX 10 IS. Then I freaked out because I learned the 14-days policy for exchanges, but I went to on BestBuy and they said can do it, so I went, a different person was in CS, and they didn’t want, and they sent me to the store I bought it originally. So I called them, and they said there was no problem, so I went, just to learn the camera had sold out. They told me there were some in stock in another store, I called them, and they said that because of the exchange policy they couldn’t do anything. I mean, I was mad at the end of the day because it seemed I could have exchanged it, and then nothing happened. This is in Canada. Nothing wrong with the 110, but I liked the size of the 10 and some other stuff, that the extra $100 worth it.
Jan
May 23, 2009 at 2:16 AMSometimes I miss your old way of blogging funny stuff and videos. :o
Haze
May 23, 2009 at 7:11 AMIn 2000 my then very young sister overwrote my Final Fantasy VIII save. All characters at Level 99, All Triple Triad cards, All Summons, Omega WEAPON defeated, over 100 hours of gameplay wiped out. I know its been nearly 10 years but it still hurts man.
It still hurts…
Mostly Lisa
May 24, 2009 at 6:13 PM@Bernardo: wow. scorpion. that sucks.
Champagne and Benzedrine
May 26, 2009 at 6:45 AMOh God, now I feel really, really bad for laughing about you dropping your iPhone in the toilet. Please, when you are sufficiently recovered enough to laugh about this, let me know and I will recommence my chuckling.
(If it’s any consolation, 80% of mobile phone warranty claims are for this reason.)
Victoria
May 26, 2009 at 5:31 PMI remembered having a crap day on my trip around the world, so I went and looked for the post.. here you are. Extra points for being in a foreign country!
This is the second time I write this, thanks to the crappy internet that is just proving this is a day from hell’s reckoning.
The word “FUCK” was the first to escape my lips as i blinked into existance at 6:30am this morning. I was meant to be up at 5:00am to catch a 7:00am flight to singapore. I clearly slept through my alarm.
Dishevelled, I hailed a taxi for the airport, and upon arrival was told I had to purchase a new ticket at the courteous price of 2600 BAHT. The flight would leave at noon, so i had 4 hours to kill in crappy bangkok airport, dying of hunger but unable to eat due to the meds that Franklin The Ulcer had me on. Hurrah.
I got ready to go through security to find that Thailand charges you 500BAHT CASH for the pleasure of leaving their country. And NO, they dont take visa, and NO, the attendants dont speak a word of english, despite working in an international airport. And no, they arent helpful. I swear if i see another thai in uniform before I die it’ll be too soon.
Onwards.
I board the plane, and depression and starvation gets masked by exhaustion as I sleep through the whole flight, landing in Singapore at 4pm.
I go through customs, nothing to declare… or so I thought. I have to exit into Singapore just to go back in to catch my Brisbane flight because they couldnt check me all the way through in Bangkok.
But I digress: I have a friend in Vancouver who enjoys all sorts of knives and such weaponry as much as I do, and we often use birthdays and christmas as excuses to exchange that style of gift. Well, I purchased in bangkok something of the similar vain to give him for xmas (and no, I wont say what it is because I know he reads this blog, but hopefully you’ll like it or this will all have been in vain, Nat.)
Anyways, before i know what’s going on, i’m bein asked to open my bag and then detained by a customs official who wants me to surrender the items in question.
NOT A CHANCE. I paid for them, and i’m not actually STAYING in singapore (where they’re illegal it seems).
So I try and explain to the nice man that i’m really only coming out to go back in. He finally gets it, but insists on ESCORTING me to the next terminal so I can check in, just in case i make a mad dash into singapore with my ohsofataltotheworld’s weapons. Good God.
I swear this little man following me about would have had no chance in stoppin me if i had decided to run into singapore, unless he knew some sort of lethal martial art, because physically speaking, he’s quite.. ancient.
Oh, and he’s also standing over my shoulder attempting to read this.. yes, close escort, that’s what we call it now.
I get to my checkin, and they tell me “miss, do you have a visa for Oz?”
Yes. Yes i do. I bought one back when i bought my round the world tickets in JUNE.
I emailed STA TRAVEL several times to verify this, and have my new passport put in with it. And yet, NO VISA showed on her screen.
“well miss, for 50dollars you can buy another one, or you can fly tomorrow”.
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK and more FUCK.
I’m not buying another visa. So i am told there’s an internet point in MCDONALDS, and head there to email the idiot at STA TRAVEL who didnt process my visa on time.
No internet at mcdonalds. I’m going to scream.
their server is down.
GREAT.
Finally find a point, and i have a charming email from the idiot at STA TRAVEL asking me redundant questions that make it clear he hasnt processed my visa yet, and that he thinks i havent paid for it yet.
I WANT TO KILL HIM.
Now I’m waiting for his reply while writing this, knowing full well i need to actually go and call him and hold his hand through the whole process, for my sake as well as his because i’m on the brink of commiting murder.
or suicide. whichever is easier.
GET ME TO AUSTRALIA, i’m losing it
Fernando Valente
May 27, 2009 at 7:46 PMWow. It looks like a movie.
santi
June 1, 2009 at 10:28 PMyou know what they say, once you are aware you’re having a bad day, you’ll begin to only focus on the really bad things that happen all through out the day, and kind of just expect things to keep going bad…
santi
June 1, 2009 at 10:30 PM…so i guess i may have had bad days, and good ones.. these days i just expect nothing and blame myself for everything. bad things happen everyday, but its up to you to amplify, notice or ignore them..
John E. Quantum
June 4, 2009 at 6:30 PMMy days are OK by and large. I always remember what Richard Pryor said about worst days-
“The worst day of my life was the day my Daddy told me I wouldn’t even be here sep’n the rubber broke.”
QuBe
June 6, 2009 at 7:29 PMHow do you get whiplash running down the stairs?
(hmm..I suppose if you have an escalator or stair lift thingy and it stopped suddenly…or a spiral staircase with tight turns.)
How did you lose your car? Apartment keys I can see…but a whole car?
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Jessica
April 1, 2011 at 12:50 PMI had the worst day ever.
It started off good until the afternoon where some of my friends said my bf told on them so I was surprised but laughing. One of my friends said break up with him and then the rest of them started saying it. I don’t want to break up so I stayed with him. One of my other friends called my bf a snake and I agreed bcz u don’t tell on ur own friends. Thn when I was on my way to class my bf wanted to talk to me. He asked me if one of my friends were telling me to break up with him. I said yes. Then he asked if I was going to break up with him. I said no. And then he asked if I called him a snake. I said yes but I didn’t say it on my own one of my other friends implied it so I agreed. He said ok. We hugged and walked into class. I hated how this happened because I don’t like things like this. Then one of my friends that told me to break up with my bf asked me what we were talking about and I told her and she got mad because I said she said for me to break up with my bf. How can I forget this horrible nightmare? HELP :(
Mostly Lisa
May 15, 2009 at 11:08 PM@justin — F*ck me! that is the worst bunch of things to have stolen. how was it stolen?
i am so petrified of having any of my gear stolen, that i keep it on me at all times. all times, like even times when i have to lug all 16 lbs of it around for ever.