ok so i myself didnt have a bad day, but my buddy norman did, story below:
so first off, my buddy's name is norman, he used to work with me. one day he gets off work, he lives about 5 mins away from our job like i do, and right when he steps inside his house, his cell phone rings. keep in mind its friday, and the person on the phone tells him he's been let go and not to come back. haha. they told him to come get his things from the lobby of one of our buildings, and that it would be packed for him. (i think he stole a monitor, either that or we had meet our black people quote for the year already).
so anyways, moving on, today he hit me up on aim and let me know that his car was stolen from his apartment, and the police had found it down south, completely stripped.
they stole the seats, bumpers, rims and tires, damn near everything you can think of, they stole it. (it was an acura from like 1990 something)
to top that off, it was PAID off, and his mom had switched the insurance to liability only... so he wont be receiving any help from the insurance company.
shit was wild. i dont know what id do if my grandma g-ride got stolen. id be crazy pissed off.
so message of the day is this: your day wasnt as bad as my buddy norman's was. carry on.